1He bent right down to pick up his valise
2through snobbish growing round her hemline zone
3the understanding critic firstly sees
4that suede ferments is not at all well known

5The roundabout eats profits made on swings
6signalling gauchos very rarely shave
7a daring baron pockets precious Mings
8for burning bushes never fish forgave

9The genealogist with field and fess
10a piercint wit would sprightliest horses flog
11the colonel’s still escutcheoned in undress

12Lobsters for sale must be our apologue
13ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb
14for Europe’s glory while Fate’s harpies strum

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