1At five precisely out went La Marquise
2through snobbish growing round her hemline zone
3her native chauffeur waited in the breeze
4with cherry-pips his cottage floor is sown
5O Parthenon you hold the charger’s strings
6whose ocean still-born herrings madly brave
7a daring baron pockets precious Mings
8the nicest kids for strickiest toffees crave
9It’s no good rich men crying Heaven Bless
10with quill white-collared through his life will jog
11socrates watched his hemlock effervesce
12Whiskey will always wake an Irish bog
13ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb
14yet from the City’s pie pulled not one plum
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