1When one with t’other straightaway agrees
2that horders of crooks felt they’d more right to own
3the Turks said just take anything you please
4with cherry-pips his cottage floor is sown

5The roundabout eats profits made on swings
6were pots graffiti’d over by a slave
7th’outrageous Thames a troubled arrow slings
8victorious worms grind all into the grave

9The fasting fakir doesn’t smell the less
10with quill white-collared through his life will jog
11socrates watched his hemlock effervesce

12Bard I adore your endless monologue
13the Taj Mahal has trinkets spice and gum
14they’re kings we’re mammal-cousins hi ho hum

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