1The acid tongue with gourmet’s expertise
2his exaltation shocked both youth and crone
3the showman gargles fire and sword with ease
4with cherry-pips his cottage floor is sown
5It’s one of many horrid happenings
6were pots graffiti’d over by a slave
7such merchandise a melancholy brings
8the nicest kids for strickiest toffees crave
9Emboggled minds may puff and blow and guess
10and starve the sniveling baby like a dog
11while homeward thirsts to each quenched glass say yes
12Lobsters for sale must be our apologue
13though bretzels take the dols from board-room drum
14the best of all things to an end must come
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