1The acid tongue with gourmet’s expertise
2that horders of crooks felt they’d more right to own
3her native chauffeur waited in the breeze
4the thumb- and finger-prints of Al Capone

5It’s one of many horrid happenings
6that metred rhyme alone can souls enslave
7a daring baron pockets precious Mings
8as sleeping-bags the silent landscape pave

9When dried the terrapin can naught express
10with gravity at gravity’s great cog
11to prove mamma an adult with a tress

12Bard I adore your endless monologue
13and let you off from your opinions glum
14soliloquies predict great things old chum

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