1He bent right down to pick up his valise
2for tea cucumber sandwiches a scone
3he bent right down and well what did he seize
4normal one aims to be and share the throne

5They both are right not untamed mutterings
6whose ocean still-born herrings madly brave
7he’s gone to London how the echo rings
8victorious worms grind all into the grave

9The genealogist with field and fess
10or grinning like a pale-faced golliwog
11watching manure and compost coalesce

12With breaking voice across the Alps they slog
13on fish-slab whale nor seal has never swum
14the bell tolls fee-less fi-less fo-less fum

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