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1Prose took the minstrel’s verse without a squeeze
2the answer is they could be twins full-grown
3the showman gargles fire and sword with ease
4which neither time nor tide can long postpone

5O Parthenon you hold the charger’s strings
6when flame a form to wrath ancestral gave
7proud death quite il-le-gi-ti-mate-ly stings
8the nicest kids for strickiest toffees crave

9Poetic licence needs no strain or stress
10in indian summers Englishmen drink grog
11poor Yorick comes to bury not address

12We’ll suffocate before the epilogue
13though bretzels take the dols from board-room drum
14the bell tolls fee-less fi-less fo-less fum

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