iPoem · 5710.1497.864.199 · Cent mille milliards

1He bent right down to pick up his valise
2his exaltation shocked both youth and crone
3the Turks said just take anything you please
4that suede ferments is not at all well known

5O Parthenon you hold the charger’s strings
6were pots graffiti’d over by a slave
7proud death quite il-le-gi-ti-mate-ly stings
8that every verbal shock aims to deprave

9The wolf devours both sheep and shepherdess
10with quill white-collared through his life will jog
11on wheels the tourist follows hos hostess

12Their sculptors did our best our hulks the clog
13poor reader smile before your lips go numb
14the best of all things to an end must come

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