1When one with t’other straightaway agrees
2for tea cucumber sandwiches a scone
3the Turks said just take anything you please
4that suede ferments is not at all well known

5How it suprised us pale grey underlings
6filching the lolly country thrift helped save
7such merchandise a melancholy brings
8that every verbal shock aims to deprave

9Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can’t depress
10shallots and sharks’fins face the smould’ring log
11and played their mountain croquet jungle chess

12But I can understand you Brogher Gog
13poor reader smile before your lips go numb
14yet from the City’s pie pulled not one plum

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