iPoem · 3687.1005.29.148 · Cent mille milliards

1At five precisely out went La Marquise
2the answer is they could be twins full-grown
3the showman gargles fire and sword with ease
4’ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown

5O Parthenon you hold the charger’s strings
6signalling gauchos very rarely shave
7an icicle of frozen marrow pings
8thou homestead hillside woodland rock and cave

9Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can’t depress
10shallots and sharks’fins face the smould’ring log
11poor Yorick comes to bury not address

12Their sculptors did our best our hulks the clog
13do bank clerks rule their abacus by thumb
14fried grilled black pudding’s still the world’s best yum

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