1When one with t’other straightaway agrees
2through snobbish growing round her hemline zone
3the showman gargles fire and sword with ease
4that suede ferments is not at all well known

5They both are right not untamed mutterings
6were pots graffiti’d over by a slave
7in salads all chew grubs before they’ve wings
8thou homestead hillside woodland rock and cave

9The genealogist with field and fess
10and starve the sniveling baby like a dog
11socrates watched his hemlock effervesce

12Their sculptors did our best our hulks the clog
13poor reader smile before your lips go numb
14a wise loaf always knows its humblest crumb

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