1He bent right down to pick up his valise
2the answer is they could be twins full-grown
3his toga rumpled high above his knees
4and empty cages show life’s bird has flown

5O Parthenon you hold the charger’s strings
6rejecting ermine to become a knave
7the learning linguist cameramaniac sings
8for burning bushes never fish forgave

9It’s no good rich men crying Heaven Bless
10what things we did we went the whole darned hog
11the country lane just thrives on farmyard mess

12Whiskey will always wake an Irish bog
13and let you off from your opinions glum
14and lessors’ dates have all too short a sum

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