1The acid tongue with gourmet’s expertise
2the answer is they could be twins full-grown
3forms shadowy with indecision wheeze
4the thumb- and finger-prints of Al Capone

5They both are right not untamed mutterings
6nought can the mouse’s timid nibbling stave
7in salads all chew grubs before they’ve wings
8the nicest kids for strickiest toffees crave

9The fasting fakir doesn’t smell the less
10in indian summers Englishmen drink grog
11the country lane just thrives on farmyard mess

12Lobsters for sale must be our apologue
13do bank clerks rule their abacus by thumb
14for Europe’s glory while Fate’s harpies strum

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