1He bent right down to pick up his valise
2when masons clutch the breath we held on loan
3replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
4normal one aims to be and share the throne
5O Parthenon you hold the charger’s strings
6the North Wind Bites into his architrave
7in salads all chew grubs before they’ve wings
8that every verbal shock aims to deprave
9It’s no good rich men crying Heaven Bless
10with quill white-collared through his life will jog
11to prove mamma an adult with a tress
12We’ll suffocate before the epilogue
13and let you off from your opinions glum
14they’re kings we’re mammal-cousins hi ho hum
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