1At five precisely out went La Marquise
2his nasal ecstasy beats best Cologne
3replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
4the thumb- and finger-prints of Al Capone
5How it suprised us pale grey underlings
6were pots graffiti’d over by a slave
7they both are right not unformed smatterings
8victorious worms grind all into the grave
9Platonic Greece was not so talentless
10a piercint wit would sprightliest horses flog
11while homeward thirsts to each quenched glass say yes
12Whiskey will always wake an Irish bog
13though bretzels take the dols from board-room drum
14for Europe’s glory while Fate’s harpies strum
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