iPoem · 9746.5267.797.410 · Cent mille milliards

1The marble tomb gapes wide with jangling keys
2his exaltation shocked both youth and crone
3his toga rumpled high above his knees
4normal one aims to be and share the throne

5Oh how oh how he hates such pilferings
6whose ocean still-born herrings madly brave
7the fertile mother changelings drops like kings
8that every verbal shock aims to deprave

9Poetic licence needs no strain or stress
10or grinning like a pale-faced golliwog
11from cool Parnassus down to wild Loch Ness

12With breaking voice across the Alps they slog
13with marble souvenirs then fill a slum
14the bell tolls fee-less fi-less fo-less fum

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