1He bent right down to pick up his valise
2the answer is they could be twins full-grown
3the understanding critic firstly sees
4and empty cages show life’s bird has flown
5O Parthenon you hold the charger’s strings
6filching the lolly country thrift helped save
7such merchandise a melancholy brings
8in purest cradels tha’s how they behave
9The wolf devours both sheep and shepherdess
10and starve the sniveling baby like a dog
11on wheels the tourist follows hos hostess
12With breaking voice across the Alps they slog
13where no one bothered how one warmed one’s bum
14yet from the City’s pie pulled not one plum
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