1When one with t’other straightaway agrees
2for tea cucumber sandwiches a scone
3the showman gargles fire and sword with ease
4and empty cages show life’s bird has flown
5They both are right not untamed mutterings
6with sombre thoughts they grimly line the nave
7in salads all chew grubs before they’ve wings
8that every verbal shock aims to deprave
9Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can’t depress
10and starve the sniveling baby like a dog
11to prove mamma an adult with a tress
12With breaking voice across the Alps they slog
13and let you off from your opinions glum
14the best of all things to an end must come
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