1Don Pedro from his shirt has washed the fleas
2that horders of crooks felt they’d more right to own
3his toga rumpled high above his knees
4’ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown

5How it suprised us pale grey underlings
6the North Wind Bites into his architrave
7proud death quite il-le-gi-ti-mate-ly stings
8till firemen come with hose-piped tidal wave

9The wolf devours both sheep and shepherdess
10what things we did we went the whole darned hog
11to prove mamma an adult with a tress

12Bard I adore your endless monologue
13on fish-slab whale nor seal has never swum
14and lessors’ dates have all too short a sum

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