1The acid tongue with gourmet’s expertise
2for tea cucumber sandwiches a scone
3he bent right down and well what did he seize
4’ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown

5It’s one of many horrid happenings
6nought can the mouse’s timid nibbling stave
7the fertile mother changelings drops like kings
8victorious worms grind all into the grave

9Emboggled minds may puff and blow and guess
10shallots and sharks’fins face the smould’ring log
11to prove mamma an adult with a tress

12Bard I adore your endless monologue
13where no one bothered how one warmed one’s bum
14they’re kings we’re mammal-cousins hi ho hum

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