1Prose took the minstrel’s verse without a squeeze
2that horders of crooks felt they’d more right to own
3old corned-beef’s rusty armour spreads disease
4and loudly sang off-key without a tone

5Old Galileo’s Pisan offerings
6whose ocean still-born herrings madly brave
7an icicle of frozen marrow pings
8to break a rule Britannia’s might might waive

9The wolf devours both sheep and shepherdess
10one tongue will do to keep the verse agog
11and played their mountain croquet jungle chess

12Whiskey will always wake an Irish bog
13ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb
14the best of all things to an end must come

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