1From playboy Chance the nymph no longer flees
2for tea cucumber sandwiches a scone
3his toga rumpled high above his knees
4and loudly sang off-key without a tone
5They both are right not untamed mutterings
6whose ocean still-born herrings madly brave
7a daring baron pockets precious Mings
8thou homestead hillside woodland rock and cave
9The genealogist with field and fess
10a piercint wit would sprightliest horses flog
11while homeward thirsts to each quenched glass say yes
12We’ll suffocate before the epilogue
13the Taj Mahal has trinkets spice and gum
14soliloquies predict great things old chum
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