1From playboy Chance the nymph no longer flees
2his nasal ecstasy beats best Cologne
3the Turks said just take anything you please
4while sharks to let’s say potted shrimps are prone
5The roundabout eats profits made on swings
6with sombre thoughts they grimly line the nave
7th’outrageous Thames a troubled arrow slings
8Etruscan words which Greece and Rome engrave
9It’s no good rich men crying Heaven Bless
10one tongue will do to keep the verse agog
11while homeward thirsts to each quenched glass say yes
12Lobsters for sale must be our apologue
13and let you off from your opinions glum
14the best of all things to an end must come
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