1Prose took the minstrel’s verse without a squeeze
2that horders of crooks felt they’d more right to own
3replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
4’ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown

5Old Galileo’s Pisan offerings
6nought can the mouse’s timid nibbling stave
7a daring baron pockets precious Mings
8thou homestead hillside woodland rock and cave

9Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can’t depress
10shallots and sharks’fins face the smould’ring log
11watching manure and compost coalesce

12We’ll suffocate before the epilogue
13where no one bothered how one warmed one’s bum
14the best of all things to an end must come

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