1Don Pedro from his shirt has washed the fleas
2through snobbish growing round her hemline zone
3replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
4while sharks to let’s say potted shrimps are prone
5To one sweet hour of bliss my memory clings
6the North Wind Bites into his architrave
7the fertile mother changelings drops like kings
8in purest cradels tha’s how they behave
9The wolf devours both sheep and shepherdess
10with gravity at gravity’s great cog
11on wheels the tourist follows hos hostess
12With breaking voice across the Alps they slog
13though bretzels take the dols from board-room drum
14and lessors’ dates have all too short a sum
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