1At five precisely out went La Marquise
2since Elgin left his nostrils in the stone
3forms shadowy with indecision wheeze
4the thumb- and finger-prints of Al Capone
5It’s one of many horrid happenings
6nought can the mouse’s timid nibbling stave
7the learning linguist cameramaniac sings
8to break a rule Britannia’s might might waive
9Poetic licence needs no strain or stress
10one tongue will do to keep the verse agog
11to prove mamma an adult with a tress
12No need to cart such treasures from the fog
13on fish-slab whale nor seal has never swum
14yet from the City’s pie pulled not one plum
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