1At five precisely out went La Marquise
2for tea cucumber sandwiches a scone
3the Turks said just take anything you please
4one gathers rosebuds or grows old alone
5The roundabout eats profits made on swings
6were pots graffiti’d over by a slave
7proud death quite il-le-gi-ti-mate-ly stings
8thou homestead hillside woodland rock and cave
9When dried the terrapin can naught express
10a bird-brain banquet melts bold Mistress Mog
11socrates watched his hemlock effervesce
12One misses cricket hearth and croaking frog
13though bretzels take the dols from board-room drum
14in cognac brandy is Bacardi rum?
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