iPoem · 2056.2823.191.66 · Cent mille milliards

1At snuff no Cornish sailorman would sneeze
2the bull’s horns ought to dry it like a bone
3he bent right down and well what did he seize
4normal one aims to be and share the throne

5The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
6nought can the mouse’s timid nibbling stave
7such merchandise a melancholy brings
8till firemen come with hose-piped tidal wave

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

12Southern baroque’s seductive dialogue
13and let you off from your opinions glum
14a wise loaf always knows its humblest crumb

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