1When one with t’other straightaway agrees
2for tea cucumber sandwiches a scone
3the Turks said just take anything you please
4and empty cages show life’s bird has flown
5The roundabout eats profits made on swings
6signalling gauchos very rarely shave
7the fertile mother changelings drops like kings
8in purest cradels tha’s how they behave
9It’s no good rich men crying Heaven Bless
10a bird-brain banquet melts bold Mistress Mog
11the country lane just thrives on farmyard mess
12No need to cart such treasures from the fog
13suits lisping Spanish tongues for whom say some
14fried grilled black pudding’s still the world’s best yum
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