1When one with t’other straightaway agrees
2licks round carved marble chops on snails full-blown
3her native chauffeur waited in the breeze
4one gathers rosebuds or grows old alone
5Oh how oh how he hates such pilferings
6nought can the mouse’s timid nibbling stave
7they both are right not unformed smatterings
8victorious worms grind all into the grave
9When dried the terrapin can naught express
10with gravity at gravity’s great cog
11while homeward thirsts to each quenched glass say yes
12Bard I adore your endless monologue
13with marble souvenirs then fill a slum
14a wise loaf always knows its humblest crumb
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