1He bent right down to pick up his valise
2the answer is they could be twins full-grown
3the showman gargles fire and sword with ease
4while sharks to let’s say potted shrimps are prone

5The roundabout eats profits made on swings
6rejecting ermine to become a knave
7an icicle of frozen marrow pings
8in purest cradels tha’s how they behave

9The peasants’s skirts on rainy days she’d tress
10or grinning like a pale-faced golliwog
11watching manure and compost coalesce

12But I can understand you Brogher Gog
13the Taj Mahal has trinkets spice and gum
14and lessors’ dates have all too short a sum

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