1Prose took the minstrel’s verse without a squeeze
2his exaltation shocked both youth and crone
3he bent right down and well what did he seize
4with cherry-pips his cottage floor is sown

5The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
6nought can the mouse’s timid nibbling stave
7a daring baron pockets precious Mings
8till firemen come with hose-piped tidal wave

9The genealogist with field and fess
10with quill white-collared through his life will jog
11watching manure and compost coalesce

12No need to cart such treasures from the fog
13do bank clerks rule their abacus by thumb
14the bell tolls fee-less fi-less fo-less fum

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