1From playboy Chance the nymph no longer flees
2his exaltation shocked both youth and crone
3the showman gargles fire and sword with ease
4and loudly sang off-key without a tone
5The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
6signalling gauchos very rarely shave
7such merchandise a melancholy brings
8thou homestead hillside woodland rock and cave
9The fasting fakir doesn’t smell the less
10a piercint wit would sprightliest horses flog
11socrates watched his hemlock effervesce
12Bard I adore your endless monologue
13with marble souvenirs then fill a slum
14for Europe’s glory while Fate’s harpies strum
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