1Don Pedro from his shirt has washed the fleas
2the answer is they could be twins full-grown
3the Turks said just take anything you please
4normal one aims to be and share the throne
5And yet ’twas he the beggar Fate just flings
6signalling gauchos very rarely shave
7the fertile mother changelings drops like kings
8that every verbal shock aims to deprave
9Platonic Greece was not so talentless
10with gravity at gravity’s great cog
11watching manure and compost coalesce
12Bard I adore your endless monologue
13though bretzels take the dols from board-room drum
14the bell tolls fee-less fi-less fo-less fum
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