iPoem · 4257.4709.90.102 · Cent mille milliards

1From playboy Chance the nymph no longer flees
2his nasal ecstasy beats best Cologne
3he bent right down and well what did he seize
4’ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown

5Old Galileo’s Pisan offerings
6that metred rhyme alone can souls enslave
7an icicle of frozen marrow pings
8victorious worms grind all into the grave

9Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can’t depress
10or grinning like a pale-faced golliwog
11and played their mountain croquet jungle chess

12Their sculptors did our best our hulks the clog
13suits lisping Spanish tongues for whom say some
14they’re kings we’re mammal-cousins hi ho hum

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