iPoem · 5364.3366.407.745 · Cent mille milliards

1He bent right down to pick up his valise
2for tea cucumber sandwiches a scone
3replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
4one gathers rosebuds or grows old alone

5How it suprised us pale grey underlings
6when flame a form to wrath ancestral gave
7the fertile mother changelings drops like kings
8in purest cradels tha’s how they behave

9Emboggled minds may puff and blow and guess
10what things we did we went the whole darned hog
11from cool Parnassus down to wild Loch Ness

12Bard I adore your endless monologue
13do bank clerks rule their abacus by thumb
14yet from the City’s pie pulled not one plum

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