iPoem · 9546.9350.191.894 · Cent mille milliards

1The marble tomb gapes wide with jangling keys
2that horders of crooks felt they’d more right to own
3his toga rumpled high above his knees
4normal one aims to be and share the throne

5It’s one of many horrid happenings
6when flame a form to wrath ancestral gave
7he’s gone to London how the echo rings
8as sleeping-bags the silent landscape pave

9Platonic Greece was not so talentless
10or grinning like a pale-faced golliwog
11socrates watched his hemlock effervesce

12Whiskey will always wake an Irish bog
13poor reader smile before your lips go numb
14in cognac brandy is Bacardi rum?

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