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1When one with t’other straightaway agrees
2for tea cucumber sandwiches a scone
3he bent right down and well what did he seize
4while sharks to let’s say potted shrimps are prone

5To one sweet hour of bliss my memory clings
6rejecting ermine to become a knave
7they both are right not unformed smatterings
8that every verbal shock aims to deprave

9The fasting fakir doesn’t smell the less
10what things we did we went the whole darned hog
11on wheels the tourist follows hos hostess

12We’ll suffocate before the epilogue
13ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb
14for Europe’s glory while Fate’s harpies strum

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