1At snuff no Cornish sailorman would sneeze
2licks round carved marble chops on snails full-blown
3his toga rumpled high above his knees
4’ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown
5And yet ’twas he the beggar Fate just flings
6nought can the mouse’s timid nibbling stave
7the learning linguist cameramaniac sings
8the nicest kids for strickiest toffees crave
9It’s no good rich men crying Heaven Bless
10a bird-brain banquet melts bold Mistress Mog
11socrates watched his hemlock effervesce
12Southern baroque’s seductive dialogue
13on fish-slab whale nor seal has never swum
14yet from the City’s pie pulled not one plum
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