1At five precisely out went La Marquise
2licks round carved marble chops on snails full-blown
3the Turks said just take anything you please
4’ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown

5Oh how oh how he hates such pilferings
6when flame a form to wrath ancestral gave
7an icicle of frozen marrow pings
8that every verbal shock aims to deprave

9The fasting fakir doesn’t smell the less
10one tongue will do to keep the verse agog
11on wheels the tourist follows hos hostess

12With breaking voice across the Alps they slog
13on fish-slab whale nor seal has never swum
14and lessors’ dates have all too short a sum

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