He bent right down to pick up his valise
The answer is they could be twins full-grown
The Turks said just take anything you please
The thumb- and finger-prints of Al Capone
The roundabout eats profits made on swings
Nought can the mouse's timid nibbling stave
A daring baron pockets precious Mings
Thou homestead hillside woodland rock and cave
Platonic Greece was not so talentless
What things we did we went the whole darned hog
To prove mamma an adult with a tress
Lobsters for sale must be our apologue
The Taj Mahal has trinkets spice and gum
A wise loaf always knows its humblest crumb