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1The acid tongue with gourmet’s expertise
2his exaltation shocked both youth and crone
3the understanding critic firstly sees
4and loudly sang off-key without a tone

5They both are right not untamed mutterings
6were pots graffiti’d over by a slave
7such merchandise a melancholy brings
8Etruscan words which Greece and Rome engrave

9Emboggled minds may puff and blow and guess
10with gravity at gravity’s great cog
11poor Yorick comes to bury not address

12Bard I adore your endless monologue
13where no one bothered how one warmed one’s bum
14in cognac brandy is Bacardi rum?

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