1Prose took the minstrel’s verse without a squeeze
2his exaltation shocked both youth and crone
3the Turks said just take anything you please
4and empty cages show life’s bird has flown

5The roundabout eats profits made on swings
6signalling gauchos very rarely shave
7in salads all chew grubs before they’ve wings
8victorious worms grind all into the grave

9Emboggled minds may puff and blow and guess
10with gravity at gravity’s great cog
11poor Yorick comes to bury not address

12With breaking voice across the Alps they slog
13the Taj Mahal has trinkets spice and gum
14the bell tolls fee-less fi-less fo-less fum

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