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100,000,000,000,000 poems
At snuff no Cornish sailorman would sneeze
The answer is they could be twins full-grown
Replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
Normal one aims to be and share the throne
Old Galileo's Pisan offerings
When flame a form to wrath ancestral gave
In salads all chew grubs before they've wings
To break a rule Britannia's might might waive
It's no good rich men crying Heaven Bless
Or grinning like a pale-faced golliwog
The country lane just thrives on farmyard mess
Their sculptors did our best our hulks the clog
Suits lisping Spanish tongues for whom say some
Soliloquies predict great things old chum
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