1Prose took the minstrel’s verse without a squeeze
2licks round carved marble chops on snails full-blown
3forms shadowy with indecision wheeze
4and loudly sang off-key without a tone

5Old Galileo’s Pisan offerings
6the North Wind Bites into his architrave
7such merchandise a melancholy brings
8in purest cradels tha’s how they behave

9Platonic Greece was not so talentless
10what things we did we went the whole darned hog
11watching manure and compost coalesce

12Their sculptors did our best our hulks the clog
13do bank clerks rule their abacus by thumb
14for Europe’s glory while Fate’s harpies strum

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