1Prose took the minstrel’s verse without a squeeze
2the answer is they could be twins full-grown
3the understanding critic firstly sees
4one gathers rosebuds or grows old alone
5How it suprised us pale grey underlings
6were pots graffiti’d over by a slave
7th’outrageous Thames a troubled arrow slings
8Etruscan words which Greece and Rome engrave
9The peasants’s skirts on rainy days she’d tress
10one tongue will do to keep the verse agog
11watching manure and compost coalesce
12One misses cricket hearth and croaking frog
13with marble souvenirs then fill a slum
14the bell tolls fee-less fi-less fo-less fum
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