1When one with t’other straightaway agrees
2through snobbish growing round her hemline zone
3the showman gargles fire and sword with ease
4which neither time nor tide can long postpone
5They both are right not untamed mutterings
6when flame a form to wrath ancestral gave
7th’outrageous Thames a troubled arrow slings
8Etruscan words which Greece and Rome engrave
9The fasting fakir doesn’t smell the less
10one tongue will do to keep the verse agog
11the country lane just thrives on farmyard mess
12But I can understand you Brogher Gog
13with marble souvenirs then fill a slum
14and lessors’ dates have all too short a sum
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