iPoem · 3817.2864.436.916 · Cent mille milliards

1At five precisely out went La Marquise
2licks round carved marble chops on snails full-blown
3the Turks said just take anything you please
4’ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown

5The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
6nought can the mouse’s timid nibbling stave
7the fertile mother changelings drops like kings
8Etruscan words which Greece and Rome engrave

9Emboggled minds may puff and blow and guess
10in indian summers Englishmen drink grog
11to prove mamma an adult with a tress

12We’ll suffocate before the epilogue
13with marble souvenirs then fill a slum
14a wise loaf always knows its humblest crumb

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