1Prose took the minstrel’s verse without a squeeze
2since Elgin left his nostrils in the stone
3the Turks said just take anything you please
4and loudly sang off-key without a tone

5The roundabout eats profits made on swings
6nought can the mouse’s timid nibbling stave
7a daring baron pockets precious Mings
8Etruscan words which Greece and Rome engrave

9Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can’t depress
10a piercint wit would sprightliest horses flog
11watching manure and compost coalesce

12Whiskey will always wake an Irish bog
13ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb
14the best of all things to an end must come

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