1When one with t’other straightaway agrees
2licks round carved marble chops on snails full-blown
3the understanding critic firstly sees
4while sharks to let’s say potted shrimps are prone

5To one sweet hour of bliss my memory clings
6that metred rhyme alone can souls enslave
7he’s gone to London how the echo rings
8in purest cradels tha’s how they behave

9Poetic licence needs no strain or stress
10a piercint wit would sprightliest horses flog
11poor Yorick comes to bury not address

12Bard I adore your endless monologue
13with marble souvenirs then fill a slum
14and lessors’ dates have all too short a sum

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