1The acid tongue with gourmet’s expertise
2the answer is they could be twins full-grown
3the understanding critic firstly sees
4’ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown

5The roundabout eats profits made on swings
6whose ocean still-born herrings madly brave
7such merchandise a melancholy brings
8to break a rule Britannia’s might might waive

9The fasting fakir doesn’t smell the less
10one tongue will do to keep the verse agog
11socrates watched his hemlock effervesce

12We’ll suffocate before the epilogue
13and let you off from your opinions glum
14soliloquies predict great things old chum

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