1Prose took the minstrel’s verse without a squeeze
2since Elgin left his nostrils in the stone
3the showman gargles fire and sword with ease
4the thumb- and finger-prints of Al Capone

5To one sweet hour of bliss my memory clings
6when flame a form to wrath ancestral gave
7the learning linguist cameramaniac sings
8the nicest kids for strickiest toffees crave

9The fasting fakir doesn’t smell the less
10one tongue will do to keep the verse agog
11socrates watched his hemlock effervesce

12Bard I adore your endless monologue
13and let you off from your opinions glum
14they’re kings we’re mammal-cousins hi ho hum

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