iPoem · 3442.5819.957.314 · Cent mille milliards

1At five precisely out went La Marquise
2through snobbish growing round her hemline zone
3his toga rumpled high above his knees
4with cherry-pips his cottage floor is sown

5Oh how oh how he hates such pilferings
6nought can the mouse’s timid nibbling stave
7th’outrageous Thames a troubled arrow slings
8victorious worms grind all into the grave

9It’s no good rich men crying Heaven Bless
10and starve the sniveling baby like a dog
11from cool Parnassus down to wild Loch Ness

12No need to cart such treasures from the fog
13with marble souvenirs then fill a slum
14in cognac brandy is Bacardi rum?

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