1Prose took the minstrel’s verse without a squeeze
2since Elgin left his nostrils in the stone
3replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
4and loudly sang off-key without a tone

5Oh how oh how he hates such pilferings
6signalling gauchos very rarely shave
7in salads all chew grubs before they’ve wings
8in purest cradels tha’s how they behave

9It’s no good rich men crying Heaven Bless
10a bird-brain banquet melts bold Mistress Mog
11and played their mountain croquet jungle chess

12One misses cricket hearth and croaking frog
13where no one bothered how one warmed one’s bum
14yet from the City’s pie pulled not one plum

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