1Prose took the minstrel’s verse without a squeeze
2the bull’s horns ought to dry it like a bone
3the showman gargles fire and sword with ease
4and empty cages show life’s bird has flown

5It’s one of many horrid happenings
6were pots graffiti’d over by a slave
7he’s gone to London how the echo rings
8to break a rule Britannia’s might might waive

9Platonic Greece was not so talentless
10with gravity at gravity’s great cog
11socrates watched his hemlock effervesce

12Bard I adore your endless monologue
13ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb
14they’re kings we’re mammal-cousins hi ho hum

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