1From playboy Chance the nymph no longer flees
2his exaltation shocked both youth and crone
3the showman gargles fire and sword with ease
4with cherry-pips his cottage floor is sown
5To one sweet hour of bliss my memory clings
6the North Wind Bites into his architrave
7the learning linguist cameramaniac sings
8that every verbal shock aims to deprave
9The genealogist with field and fess
10one tongue will do to keep the verse agog
11watching manure and compost coalesce
12Lobsters for sale must be our apologue
13and let you off from your opinions glum
14yet from the City’s pie pulled not one plum
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