1Prose took the minstrel’s verse without a squeeze
2licks round carved marble chops on snails full-blown
3the understanding critic firstly sees
4and empty cages show life’s bird has flown
5How it suprised us pale grey underlings
6that metred rhyme alone can souls enslave
7a daring baron pockets precious Mings
8to break a rule Britannia’s might might waive
9Emboggled minds may puff and blow and guess
10with quill white-collared through his life will jog
11from cool Parnassus down to wild Loch Ness
12With breaking voice across the Alps they slog
13with marble souvenirs then fill a slum
14in cognac brandy is Bacardi rum?
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