1From playboy Chance the nymph no longer flees
2licks round carved marble chops on snails full-blown
3he bent right down and well what did he seize
4which neither time nor tide can long postpone
5To one sweet hour of bliss my memory clings
6the North Wind Bites into his architrave
7he’s gone to London how the echo rings
8the nicest kids for strickiest toffees crave
9Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can’t depress
10with quill white-collared through his life will jog
11the country lane just thrives on farmyard mess
12One misses cricket hearth and croaking frog
13ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb
14in cognac brandy is Bacardi rum?
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