1He bent right down to pick up his valise
2through snobbish growing round her hemline zone
3the Turks said just take anything you please
4that suede ferments is not at all well known

5O Parthenon you hold the charger’s strings
6that metred rhyme alone can souls enslave
7the learning linguist cameramaniac sings
8victorious worms grind all into the grave

9The peasants’s skirts on rainy days she’d tress
10in indian summers Englishmen drink grog
11socrates watched his hemlock effervesce

12Southern baroque’s seductive dialogue
13where no one bothered how one warmed one’s bum
14the bell tolls fee-less fi-less fo-less fum

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