1He bent right down to pick up his valise
2since Elgin left his nostrils in the stone
3old corned-beef’s rusty armour spreads disease
4the thumb- and finger-prints of Al Capone

5Oh how oh how he hates such pilferings
6were pots graffiti’d over by a slave
7proud death quite il-le-gi-ti-mate-ly stings
8that every verbal shock aims to deprave

9The wolf devours both sheep and shepherdess
10with quill white-collared through his life will jog
11socrates watched his hemlock effervesce

12Lobsters for sale must be our apologue
13do bank clerks rule their abacus by thumb
14a wise loaf always knows its humblest crumb

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