1At five precisely out went La Marquise
2the bull’s horns ought to dry it like a bone
3he bent right down and well what did he seize
4and loudly sang off-key without a tone

5The roundabout eats profits made on swings
6with sombre thoughts they grimly line the nave
7the fertile mother changelings drops like kings
8the nicest kids for strickiest toffees crave

9The fasting fakir doesn’t smell the less
10with gravity at gravity’s great cog
11on wheels the tourist follows hos hostess

12Their sculptors did our best our hulks the clog
13the Taj Mahal has trinkets spice and gum
14the bell tolls fee-less fi-less fo-less fum

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