iPoem · 8623.4687.817.512 · Cent mille milliards

1The acid tongue with gourmet’s expertise
2the answer is they could be twins full-grown
3upon his old oak chest he cuts his cheese
4which neither time nor tide can long postpone

5Old Galileo’s Pisan offerings
6rejecting ermine to become a knave
7in salads all chew grubs before they’ve wings
8that every verbal shock aims to deprave

9The wolf devours both sheep and shepherdess
10a piercint wit would sprightliest horses flog
11from cool Parnassus down to wild Loch Ness

12One misses cricket hearth and croaking frog
13with marble souvenirs then fill a slum
14they’re kings we’re mammal-cousins hi ho hum

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