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The acid tongue with gourmet's expertise
His exaltation shocked both youth and crone
He bent right down and well what did he seize
And empty cages show life's bird has flown
O Parthenon you hold the charger's strings
Signalling gauchos very rarely shave
Such merchandise a melancholy brings
In purest cradels tha's how they behave
Platonic Greece was not so talentless
With gravity at gravity's great cog
The country lane just thrives on farmyard mess
Southern baroque's seductive dialogue
And let you off from your opinions glum
In cognac brandy is Bacardi rum?
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