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Don Pedro from his shirt has washed the fleas
When masons clutch the breath we held on loan
Replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
'Ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown
They both are right not untamed mutterings
Rejecting ermine to become a knave
A daring baron pockets precious Mings
Victorious worms grind all into the grave
Emboggled minds may puff and blow and guess
One tongue will do to keep the verse agog
To prove mamma an adult with a tress
Whiskey will always wake an Irish bog
Poor reader smile before your lips go numb
They're kings we're mammal-cousins hi ho hum
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