1He bent right down to pick up his valise
2the answer is they could be twins full-grown
3old corned-beef’s rusty armour spreads disease
4one gathers rosebuds or grows old alone

5Old Galileo’s Pisan offerings
6filching the lolly country thrift helped save
7such merchandise a melancholy brings
8for burning bushes never fish forgave

9Platonic Greece was not so talentless
10a bird-brain banquet melts bold Mistress Mog
11the colonel’s still escutcheoned in undress

12We’ll suffocate before the epilogue
13on fish-slab whale nor seal has never swum
14fried grilled black pudding’s still the world’s best yum

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