1When one with t’other straightaway agrees
2through snobbish growing round her hemline zone
3old corned-beef’s rusty armour spreads disease
4with cherry-pips his cottage floor is sown
5To one sweet hour of bliss my memory clings
6that metred rhyme alone can souls enslave
7th’outrageous Thames a troubled arrow slings
8the nicest kids for strickiest toffees crave
9The peasants’s skirts on rainy days she’d tress
10a piercint wit would sprightliest horses flog
11watching manure and compost coalesce
12No need to cart such treasures from the fog
13poor reader smile before your lips go numb
14yet from the City’s pie pulled not one plum
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