1Don Pedro from his shirt has washed the fleas
2through snobbish growing round her hemline zone
3the Turks said just take anything you please
4and empty cages show life’s bird has flown

5It’s one of many horrid happenings
6that metred rhyme alone can souls enslave
7an icicle of frozen marrow pings
8for burning bushes never fish forgave

9Platonic Greece was not so talentless
10what things we did we went the whole darned hog
11to prove mamma an adult with a tress

12But I can understand you Brogher Gog
13with marble souvenirs then fill a slum
14the best of all things to an end must come

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