1Prose took the minstrel’s verse without a squeeze
2his nasal ecstasy beats best Cologne
3upon his old oak chest he cuts his cheese
4and loudly sang off-key without a tone
5Old Galileo’s Pisan offerings
6rejecting ermine to become a knave
7they both are right not unformed smatterings
8victorious worms grind all into the grave
9Emboggled minds may puff and blow and guess
10shallots and sharks’fins face the smould’ring log
11and played their mountain croquet jungle chess
12One misses cricket hearth and croaking frog
13the Taj Mahal has trinkets spice and gum
14a wise loaf always knows its humblest crumb
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