1He bent right down to pick up his valise
2licks round carved marble chops on snails full-blown
3replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
4with cherry-pips his cottage floor is sown

5And yet ’twas he the beggar Fate just flings
6filching the lolly country thrift helped save
7proud death quite il-le-gi-ti-mate-ly stings
8the nicest kids for strickiest toffees crave

9Emboggled minds may puff and blow and guess
10a bird-brain banquet melts bold Mistress Mog
11on wheels the tourist follows hos hostess

12We’ll suffocate before the epilogue
13do bank clerks rule their abacus by thumb
14they’re kings we’re mammal-cousins hi ho hum

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