1The acid tongue with gourmet’s expertise
2through snobbish growing round her hemline zone
3replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
4which neither time nor tide can long postpone
5To one sweet hour of bliss my memory clings
6signalling gauchos very rarely shave
7the fertile mother changelings drops like kings
8thou homestead hillside woodland rock and cave
9The genealogist with field and fess
10a piercint wit would sprightliest horses flog
11while homeward thirsts to each quenched glass say yes
12Their sculptors did our best our hulks the clog
13and let you off from your opinions glum
14they’re kings we’re mammal-cousins hi ho hum
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