1From playboy Chance the nymph no longer flees
2through snobbish growing round her hemline zone
3the understanding critic firstly sees
4with cherry-pips his cottage floor is sown

5How it suprised us pale grey underlings
6that metred rhyme alone can souls enslave
7he’s gone to London how the echo rings
8thou homestead hillside woodland rock and cave

9The peasants’s skirts on rainy days she’d tress
10a piercint wit would sprightliest horses flog
11while homeward thirsts to each quenched glass say yes

12We’ll suffocate before the epilogue
13ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb
14yet from the City’s pie pulled not one plum

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