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At five precisely out went La Marquise
For tea cucumber sandwiches a scone
Upon his old oak chest he cuts his cheese
Normal one aims to be and share the throne
It's one of many horrid happenings
The North Wind Bites into his architrave
He's gone to London how the echo rings
For burning bushes never fish forgave
The fasting fakir doesn't smell the less
Shallots and sharks'fins face the smould'ring log
The colonel's still escutcheoned in undress
One misses cricket hearth and croaking frog
Ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb
In cognac brandy is Bacardi rum?
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