1He bent right down to pick up his valise
2his exaltation shocked both youth and crone
3the understanding critic firstly sees
4with cherry-pips his cottage floor is sown

5Oh how oh how he hates such pilferings
6with sombre thoughts they grimly line the nave
7a daring baron pockets precious Mings
8that every verbal shock aims to deprave

9Emboggled minds may puff and blow and guess
10a bird-brain banquet melts bold Mistress Mog
11socrates watched his hemlock effervesce

12Southern baroque’s seductive dialogue
13suits lisping Spanish tongues for whom say some
14in cognac brandy is Bacardi rum?

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