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1When one with t’other straightaway agrees
2licks round carved marble chops on snails full-blown
3old corned-beef’s rusty armour spreads disease
4and loudly sang off-key without a tone

5And yet ’twas he the beggar Fate just flings
6were pots graffiti’d over by a slave
7in salads all chew grubs before they’ve wings
8Etruscan words which Greece and Rome engrave

9Platonic Greece was not so talentless
10and starve the sniveling baby like a dog
11watching manure and compost coalesce

12Bard I adore your endless monologue
13do bank clerks rule their abacus by thumb
14they’re kings we’re mammal-cousins hi ho hum

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