iPoem · 9524.6676.717.804 · Cent mille milliards

1The marble tomb gapes wide with jangling keys
2that horders of crooks felt they’d more right to own
3upon his old oak chest he cuts his cheese
4one gathers rosebuds or grows old alone

5And yet ’twas he the beggar Fate just flings
6rejecting ermine to become a knave
7they both are right not unformed smatterings
8in purest cradels tha’s how they behave

9Poetic licence needs no strain or stress
10a piercint wit would sprightliest horses flog
11from cool Parnassus down to wild Loch Ness

12Whiskey will always wake an Irish bog
13suits lisping Spanish tongues for whom say some
14in cognac brandy is Bacardi rum?

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