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From playboy Chance the nymph no longer flees
For tea cucumber sandwiches a scone
Forms shadowy with indecision wheeze
And loudly sang off-key without a tone
Oh how oh how he hates such pilferings
Signalling gauchos very rarely shave
In salads all chew grubs before they've wings
The nicest kids for strickiest toffees crave
The peasants's skirts on rainy days she'd tress
With gravity at gravity's great cog
The country lane just thrives on farmyard mess
But I can understand you Brogher Gog
The Taj Mahal has trinkets spice and gum
For Europe's glory while Fate's harpies strum


Raymond Queneau

Translation to English by Stanley Chapman
found in "Oulipo Compendium"
Atlas 1998, ISBN 0-947757-96-1

Idea and implementation by Magnus Bodin 1997
Produced in the wonderful country of Sweden.