1The acid tongue with gourmet’s expertise
2through snobbish growing round her hemline zone
3the Turks said just take anything you please
4and empty cages show life’s bird has flown

5How it suprised us pale grey underlings
6the North Wind Bites into his architrave
7they both are right not unformed smatterings
8in purest cradels tha’s how they behave

9Platonic Greece was not so talentless
10with quill white-collared through his life will jog
11socrates watched his hemlock effervesce

12With breaking voice across the Alps they slog
13where no one bothered how one warmed one’s bum
14they’re kings we’re mammal-cousins hi ho hum

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