1He bent right down to pick up his valise
2since Elgin left his nostrils in the stone
3upon his old oak chest he cuts his cheese
4while sharks to let’s say potted shrimps are prone

5It’s one of many horrid happenings
6rejecting ermine to become a knave
7they both are right not unformed smatterings
8till firemen come with hose-piped tidal wave

9It’s no good rich men crying Heaven Bless
10a piercint wit would sprightliest horses flog
11watching manure and compost coalesce

12We’ll suffocate before the epilogue
13ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb
14in cognac brandy is Bacardi rum?

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