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100,000,000,000,000 poems
When one with t'other straightaway agrees
The answer is they could be twins full-grown
The Turks said just take anything you please
'Ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown
To one sweet hour of bliss my memory clings
Nought can the mouse's timid nibbling stave
A daring baron pockets precious Mings
Etruscan words which Greece and Rome engrave
When dried the terrapin can naught express
What things we did we went the whole darned hog
To prove mamma an adult with a tress
With breaking voice across the Alps they slog
The Taj Mahal has trinkets spice and gum
For Europe's glory while Fate's harpies strum
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