iPoem · 4697.1754.43.323 · Cent mille milliards

1From playboy Chance the nymph no longer flees
2the answer is they could be twins full-grown
3forms shadowy with indecision wheeze
4’ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown

5O Parthenon you hold the charger’s strings
6that metred rhyme alone can souls enslave
7he’s gone to London how the echo rings
8Etruscan words which Greece and Rome engrave

9Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can’t depress
10with gravity at gravity’s great cog
11the colonel’s still escutcheoned in undress

12No need to cart such treasures from the fog
13on fish-slab whale nor seal has never swum
14and lessors’ dates have all too short a sum

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