iPoem · 2069.6708.802.625 · Cent mille milliards

1At snuff no Cornish sailorman would sneeze
2the bull’s horns ought to dry it like a bone
3replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
4and empty cages show life’s bird has flown

5And yet ’twas he the beggar Fate just flings
6that metred rhyme alone can souls enslave
7an icicle of frozen marrow pings
8the nicest kids for strickiest toffees crave

9The wolf devours both sheep and shepherdess
10what things we did we went the whole darned hog
11while homeward thirsts to each quenched glass say yes

12But I can understand you Brogher Gog
13on fish-slab whale nor seal has never swum
14yet from the City’s pie pulled not one plum

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