1Prose took the minstrel’s verse without a squeeze
2licks round carved marble chops on snails full-blown
3her native chauffeur waited in the breeze
4and empty cages show life’s bird has flown
5The roundabout eats profits made on swings
6rejecting ermine to become a knave
7the fertile mother changelings drops like kings
8for burning bushes never fish forgave
9The wolf devours both sheep and shepherdess
10a bird-brain banquet melts bold Mistress Mog
11and played their mountain croquet jungle chess
12Their sculptors did our best our hulks the clog
13the Taj Mahal has trinkets spice and gum
14in cognac brandy is Bacardi rum?
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