1At five precisely out went La Marquise
2his exaltation shocked both youth and crone
3replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
4which neither time nor tide can long postpone
5The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
6that metred rhyme alone can souls enslave
7proud death quite il-le-gi-ti-mate-ly stings
8till firemen come with hose-piped tidal wave
9It’s no good rich men crying Heaven Bless
10and starve the sniveling baby like a dog
11watching manure and compost coalesce
12Southern baroque’s seductive dialogue
13ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb
14yet from the City’s pie pulled not one plum
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