1When one with t’other straightaway agrees
2licks round carved marble chops on snails full-blown
3replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
4while sharks to let’s say potted shrimps are prone

5They both are right not untamed mutterings
6with sombre thoughts they grimly line the nave
7the fertile mother changelings drops like kings
8that every verbal shock aims to deprave

9Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can’t depress
10or grinning like a pale-faced golliwog
11watching manure and compost coalesce

12One misses cricket hearth and croaking frog
13do bank clerks rule their abacus by thumb
14for Europe’s glory while Fate’s harpies strum

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