He bent right down to pick up his valise
When masons clutch the breath we held on loan
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That suede ferments is not at all well known
O Parthenon you hold the charger's strings
The North Wind Bites into his architrave
He's gone to London how the echo rings
Victorious worms grind all into the grave
The fasting fakir doesn't smell the less
One tongue will do to keep the verse agog
To prove mamma an adult with a tress
But I can understand you Brogher Gog
Suits lisping Spanish tongues for whom say some
The best of all things to an end must come