1He bent right down to pick up his valise
2that horders of crooks felt they’d more right to own
3her native chauffeur waited in the breeze
4while sharks to let’s say potted shrimps are prone

5The roundabout eats profits made on swings
6signalling gauchos very rarely shave
7a daring baron pockets precious Mings
8the nicest kids for strickiest toffees crave

9When dried the terrapin can naught express
10what things we did we went the whole darned hog
11to prove mamma an adult with a tress

12Their sculptors did our best our hulks the clog
13on fish-slab whale nor seal has never swum
14in cognac brandy is Bacardi rum?

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