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
7a daring baron pockets precious Mings
8the nicest kids for strickiest toffees crave

9The peasants’s skirts on rainy days she’d tress
10with gravity at gravity’s great cog
11the country lane just thrives on farmyard mess

12Lobsters for sale must be our apologue
13suits lisping Spanish tongues for whom say some
14for Europe’s glory while Fate’s harpies strum

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