1Prose took the minstrel’s verse without a squeeze
2his nasal ecstasy beats best Cologne
3her native chauffeur waited in the breeze
4’ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown
5It’s one of many horrid happenings
6with sombre thoughts they grimly line the nave
7they both are right not unformed smatterings
8the nicest kids for strickiest toffees crave
9Poetic licence needs no strain or stress
10with gravity at gravity’s great cog
11and played their mountain croquet jungle chess
12Lobsters for sale must be our apologue
13do bank clerks rule their abacus by thumb
14fried grilled black pudding’s still the world’s best yum
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