1He bent right down to pick up his valise
2when masons clutch the breath we held on loan
3he bent right down and well what did he seize
4with cherry-pips his cottage floor is sown
5To one sweet hour of bliss my memory clings
6filching the lolly country thrift helped save
7an icicle of frozen marrow pings
8till firemen come with hose-piped tidal wave
9Platonic Greece was not so talentless
10a bird-brain banquet melts bold Mistress Mog
11poor Yorick comes to bury not address
12Their sculptors did our best our hulks the clog
13suits lisping Spanish tongues for whom say some
14they’re kings we’re mammal-cousins hi ho hum
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