1He bent right down to pick up his valise
2through snobbish growing round her hemline zone
3the Turks said just take anything you please
4’ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown

5The roundabout eats profits made on swings
6rejecting ermine to become a knave
7they both are right not unformed smatterings
8victorious worms grind all into the grave

9Platonic Greece was not so talentless
10with gravity at gravity’s great cog
11socrates watched his hemlock effervesce

12Southern baroque’s seductive dialogue
13and let you off from your opinions glum
14fried grilled black pudding’s still the world’s best yum

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