1When one with t’other straightaway agrees
2his nasal ecstasy beats best Cologne
3the showman gargles fire and sword with ease
4and loudly sang off-key without a tone
5The roundabout eats profits made on swings
6that metred rhyme alone can souls enslave
7they both are right not unformed smatterings
8for burning bushes never fish forgave
9Platonic Greece was not so talentless
10a piercint wit would sprightliest horses flog
11the country lane just thrives on farmyard mess
12No need to cart such treasures from the fog
13and let you off from your opinions glum
14the bell tolls fee-less fi-less fo-less fum
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