1The wild horse champs the Parthenon’s top frieze
2for tea cucumber sandwiches a scone
3replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
4normal one aims to be and share the throne

5And yet ’twas he the beggar Fate just flings
6were pots graffiti’d over by a slave
7the learning linguist cameramaniac sings
8victorious worms grind all into the grave

9Poetic licence needs no strain or stress
10with gravity at gravity’s great cog
11watching manure and compost coalesce

12But I can understand you Brogher Gog
13where no one bothered how one warmed one’s bum
14the best of all things to an end must come

Based on Raymond Queneau’s A Hundred Thousand Billion Poems, The 100,000,000,000,000 iPoem is a non-commercial artistic project inspired by Queneau’s work and the tradition of literary variation it inaugurated.
→ iPoem 1366.6449.745.659 (no. 807,700) was generated on November 10, 2026 at 7:42 am
→ voir version originale | create new iPoem
→ navigate in dataBase ‹ ‹ bwd | fwd › ›

← OPEN dataBase

ip number reference:
216.73.216.232
iPoem number reference:
1366.6449.745.659
  (dataBase)
Disclaimer: This website uses a temporary session cookie only; no persistent cookies are stored. As part of the 100,000,000,000,000 iPoem project, your IP address becomes one element in the generation of a unique poem among countless possibilities. The information is collected solely for the conceptual purposes of the artwork and is not used to identify you personally.
Okay – I got it – Close