1He bent right down to pick up his valise
2the bull’s horns ought to dry it like a bone
3replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
4while sharks to let’s say potted shrimps are prone

5O Parthenon you hold the charger’s strings
6the North Wind Bites into his architrave
7a daring baron pockets precious Mings
8as sleeping-bags the silent landscape pave

9The genealogist with field and fess
10one tongue will do to keep the verse agog
11socrates watched his hemlock effervesce

12Bard I adore your endless monologue
13though bretzels take the dols from board-room drum
14yet from the City’s pie pulled not one plum

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