1Prose took the minstrel’s verse without a squeeze
2when masons clutch the breath we held on loan
3her native chauffeur waited in the breeze
4’ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown

5Old Galileo’s Pisan offerings
6were pots graffiti’d over by a slave
7they both are right not unformed smatterings
8for burning bushes never fish forgave

9Emboggled minds may puff and blow and guess
10one tongue will do to keep the verse agog
11the country lane just thrives on farmyard mess

12Lobsters for sale must be our apologue
13on fish-slab whale nor seal has never swum
14they’re kings we’re mammal-cousins hi ho hum

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