1When one with t’other straightaway agrees
2the bull’s horns ought to dry it like a bone
3the Turks said just take anything you please
4and empty cages show life’s bird has flown
5The roundabout eats profits made on swings
6when flame a form to wrath ancestral gave
7an icicle of frozen marrow pings
8for burning bushes never fish forgave
9Emboggled minds may puff and blow and guess
10in indian summers Englishmen drink grog
11watching manure and compost coalesce
12One misses cricket hearth and croaking frog
13the Taj Mahal has trinkets spice and gum
14in cognac brandy is Bacardi rum?
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