1Don Pedro from his shirt has washed the fleas
2for tea cucumber sandwiches a scone
3replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
4’ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown

5To one sweet hour of bliss my memory clings
6were pots graffiti’d over by a slave
7such merchandise a melancholy brings
8in purest cradels tha’s how they behave

9Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can’t depress
10with gravity at gravity’s great cog
11socrates watched his hemlock effervesce

12No need to cart such treasures from the fog
13ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb
14a wise loaf always knows its humblest crumb

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