1At five precisely out went La Marquise
2when masons clutch the breath we held on loan
3old corned-beef’s rusty armour spreads disease
4that suede ferments is not at all well known
5How it suprised us pale grey underlings
6the North Wind Bites into his architrave
7an icicle of frozen marrow pings
8the nicest kids for strickiest toffees crave
9Poetic licence needs no strain or stress
10with quill white-collared through his life will jog
11and played their mountain croquet jungle chess
12Whiskey will always wake an Irish bog
13the Taj Mahal has trinkets spice and gum
14the best of all things to an end must come
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