iPoem · 4721.2046.203.916 · Cent mille milliards

1From playboy Chance the nymph no longer flees
2his exaltation shocked both youth and crone
3upon his old oak chest he cuts his cheese
4and loudly sang off-key without a tone

5The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
6signalling gauchos very rarely shave
7the learning linguist cameramaniac sings
8in purest cradels tha’s how they behave

9When dried the terrapin can naught express
10what things we did we went the whole darned hog
11the colonel’s still escutcheoned in undress

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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