1When one with t’other straightaway agrees
2licks round carved marble chops on snails full-blown
3he bent right down and well what did he seize
4one gathers rosebuds or grows old alone
5And yet ’twas he the beggar Fate just flings
6the North Wind Bites into his architrave
7th’outrageous Thames a troubled arrow slings
8in purest cradels tha’s how they behave
9The genealogist with field and fess
10what things we did we went the whole darned hog
11from cool Parnassus down to wild Loch Ness
12With breaking voice across the Alps they slog
13the Taj Mahal has trinkets spice and gum
14the bell tolls fee-less fi-less fo-less fum
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