1Prose took the minstrel’s verse without a squeeze
2his exaltation shocked both youth and crone
3the showman gargles fire and sword with ease
4the thumb- and finger-prints of Al Capone

5O Parthenon you hold the charger’s strings
6with sombre thoughts they grimly line the nave
7in salads all chew grubs before they’ve wings
8that every verbal shock aims to deprave

9Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can’t depress
10with quill white-collared through his life will jog
11on wheels the tourist follows hos hostess

12But I can understand you Brogher Gog
13poor reader smile before your lips go numb
14soliloquies predict great things old chum

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