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100,000,000,000,000 poems
When one with t'other straightaway agrees
His nasal ecstasy beats best Cologne
Replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
The thumb- and finger-prints of Al Capone
Old Galileo's Pisan offerings
The North Wind Bites into his architrave
He's gone to London how the echo rings
As sleeping-bags the silent landscape pave
Platonic Greece was not so talentless
In indian summers Englishmen drink grog
Socrates watched his hemlock effervesce
But I can understand you
Brogher Gog
Where no one bothered how one warmed one's bum
A wise loaf always knows its humblest crumb
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