iPoem · 7963.5510.875.775 · Cent mille milliards

1Prose took the minstrel’s verse without a squeeze
2when masons clutch the breath we held on loan
3replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
4which neither time nor tide can long postpone

5Oh how oh how he hates such pilferings
6filching the lolly country thrift helped save
7th’outrageous Thames a troubled arrow slings
8as sleeping-bags the silent landscape pave

9The wolf devours both sheep and shepherdess
10one tongue will do to keep the verse agog
11watching manure and compost coalesce

12Bard I adore your endless monologue
13ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb
14yet from the City’s pie pulled not one plum

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