1When one with t’other straightaway agrees
2for tea cucumber sandwiches a scone
3his toga rumpled high above his knees
4that suede ferments is not at all well known
5O Parthenon you hold the charger’s strings
6were pots graffiti’d over by a slave
7in salads all chew grubs before they’ve wings
8in purest cradels tha’s how they behave
9Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can’t depress
10with gravity at gravity’s great cog
11the colonel’s still escutcheoned in undress
12With breaking voice across the Alps they slog
13where no one bothered how one warmed one’s bum
14soliloquies predict great things old chum
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