1He bent right down to pick up his valise
2his exaltation shocked both youth and crone
3forms shadowy with indecision wheeze
4that suede ferments is not at all well known
5The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
6the North Wind Bites into his architrave
7the fertile mother changelings drops like kings
8victorious worms grind all into the grave
9Emboggled minds may puff and blow and guess
10what things we did we went the whole darned hog
11from cool Parnassus down to wild Loch Ness
12Lobsters for sale must be our apologue
13with marble souvenirs then fill a slum
14the bell tolls fee-less fi-less fo-less fum
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