iPoem · 2490.4169.413.299 · Cent mille milliards

1At snuff no Cornish sailorman would sneeze
2through snobbish growing round her hemline zone
3forms shadowy with indecision wheeze
4that suede ferments is not at all well known

5Old Galileo’s Pisan offerings
6the North Wind Bites into his architrave
7the fertile mother changelings drops like kings
8victorious worms grind all into the grave

9Emboggled minds may puff and blow and guess
10a piercint wit would sprightliest horses flog
11the colonel’s still escutcheoned in undress

12Lobsters for sale must be our apologue
13poor reader smile before your lips go numb
14the best of all things to an end must come

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