1The acid tongue with gourmet’s expertise
2licks round carved marble chops on snails full-blown
3the Turks said just take anything you please
4while sharks to let’s say potted shrimps are prone

5O Parthenon you hold the charger’s strings
6when flame a form to wrath ancestral gave
7a daring baron pockets precious Mings
8till firemen come with hose-piped tidal wave

9Poetic licence needs no strain or stress
10with quill white-collared through his life will jog
11to prove mamma an adult with a tress

12Lobsters for sale must be our apologue
13with marble souvenirs then fill a slum
14a wise loaf always knows its humblest crumb

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