1When one with t’other straightaway agrees
2since Elgin left his nostrils in the stone
3the understanding critic firstly sees
4normal one aims to be and share the throne
5It’s one of many horrid happenings
6that metred rhyme alone can souls enslave
7th’outrageous Thames a troubled arrow slings
8victorious worms grind all into the grave
9The genealogist with field and fess
10one tongue will do to keep the verse agog
11the country lane just thrives on farmyard mess
12No need to cart such treasures from the fog
13do bank clerks rule their abacus by thumb
14fried grilled black pudding’s still the world’s best yum
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