1Prose took the minstrel’s verse without a squeeze
2his nasal ecstasy beats best Cologne
3he bent right down and well what did he seize
4one gathers rosebuds or grows old alone

5Oh how oh how he hates such pilferings
6nought can the mouse’s timid nibbling stave
7the learning linguist cameramaniac sings
8for burning bushes never fish forgave

9It’s no good rich men crying Heaven Bless
10and starve the sniveling baby like a dog
11socrates watched his hemlock effervesce

12Lobsters for sale must be our apologue
13though bretzels take the dols from board-room drum
14yet from the City’s pie pulled not one plum

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