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1From playboy Chance the nymph no longer flees
2through snobbish growing round her hemline zone
3forms shadowy with indecision wheeze
4and loudly sang off-key without a tone

5To one sweet hour of bliss my memory clings
6with sombre thoughts they grimly line the nave
7proud death quite il-le-gi-ti-mate-ly stings
8till firemen come with hose-piped tidal wave

9Platonic Greece was not so talentless
10one tongue will do to keep the verse agog
11on wheels the tourist follows hos hostess

12We’ll suffocate before the epilogue
13where no one bothered how one warmed one’s bum
14soliloquies predict great things old chum

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