1At five precisely out went La Marquise
2for tea cucumber sandwiches a scone
3the Turks said just take anything you please
4that suede ferments is not at all well known
5They both are right not untamed mutterings
6filching the lolly country thrift helped save
7an icicle of frozen marrow pings
8thou homestead hillside woodland rock and cave
9Poetic licence needs no strain or stress
10with quill white-collared through his life will jog
11the country lane just thrives on farmyard mess
12Whiskey will always wake an Irish bog
13where no one bothered how one warmed one’s bum
14a wise loaf always knows its humblest crumb
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