1The acid tongue with gourmet’s expertise
2licks round carved marble chops on snails full-blown
3old corned-beef’s rusty armour spreads disease
4which neither time nor tide can long postpone

5How it suprised us pale grey underlings
6with sombre thoughts they grimly line the nave
7the fertile mother changelings drops like kings
8as sleeping-bags the silent landscape pave

9When dried the terrapin can naught express
10and starve the sniveling baby like a dog
11and played their mountain croquet jungle chess

12Bard I adore your endless monologue
13on fish-slab whale nor seal has never swum
14the bell tolls fee-less fi-less fo-less fum

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