1When one with t’other straightaway agrees
2his exaltation shocked both youth and crone
3forms shadowy with indecision wheeze
4which neither time nor tide can long postpone

5And yet ’twas he the beggar Fate just flings
6with sombre thoughts they grimly line the nave
7an icicle of frozen marrow pings
8the nicest kids for strickiest toffees crave

9Poetic licence needs no strain or stress
10shallots and sharks’fins face the smould’ring log
11the country lane just thrives on farmyard mess

12Their sculptors did our best our hulks the clog
13suits lisping Spanish tongues for whom say some
14the bell tolls fee-less fi-less fo-less fum

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