1At five precisely out went La Marquise
2through snobbish growing round her hemline zone
3replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
4and empty cages show life’s bird has flown
5To one sweet hour of bliss my memory clings
6whose ocean still-born herrings madly brave
7in salads all chew grubs before they’ve wings
8that every verbal shock aims to deprave
9When dried the terrapin can naught express
10with gravity at gravity’s great cog
11the colonel’s still escutcheoned in undress
12Whiskey will always wake an Irish bog
13and let you off from your opinions glum
14the bell tolls fee-less fi-less fo-less fum
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