1When one with t’other straightaway agrees
2for tea cucumber sandwiches a scone
3the showman gargles fire and sword with ease
4with cherry-pips his cottage floor is sown

5Old Galileo’s Pisan offerings
6were pots graffiti’d over by a slave
7proud death quite il-le-gi-ti-mate-ly stings
8the nicest kids for strickiest toffees crave

9Emboggled minds may puff and blow and guess
10with gravity at gravity’s great cog
11poor Yorick comes to bury not address

12Their sculptors did our best our hulks the clog
13the Taj Mahal has trinkets spice and gum
14the best of all things to an end must come

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