1Don Pedro from his shirt has washed the fleas
2licks round carved marble chops on snails full-blown
3he bent right down and well what did he seize
4while sharks to let’s say potted shrimps are prone
5They both are right not untamed mutterings
6filching the lolly country thrift helped save
7such merchandise a melancholy brings
8as sleeping-bags the silent landscape pave
9Platonic Greece was not so talentless
10with gravity at gravity’s great cog
11the colonel’s still escutcheoned in undress
12Bard I adore your endless monologue
13ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb
14yet from the City’s pie pulled not one plum
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