1Don Pedro from his shirt has washed the fleas
2since Elgin left his nostrils in the stone
3replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
4normal one aims to be and share the throne

5Old Galileo’s Pisan offerings
6when flame a form to wrath ancestral gave
7th’outrageous Thames a troubled arrow slings
8victorious worms grind all into the grave

9The peasants’s skirts on rainy days she’d tress
10or grinning like a pale-faced golliwog
11the colonel’s still escutcheoned in undress

12Lobsters for sale must be our apologue
13suits lisping Spanish tongues for whom say some
14fried grilled black pudding’s still the world’s best yum

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