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100,000,000,000,000 poems
The acid tongue with gourmet's expertise
Licks round carved marble chops on snails full-blown
Forms shadowy with indecision wheeze
That suede ferments is not at all well known
How it suprised us pale grey underlings
Whose ocean still-born herrings madly brave
The fertile mother changelings drops like kings
Victorious worms grind all into the grave
Platonic Greece was not so talentless
With gravity at gravity's great cog
From cool Parnassus down to wild Loch Ness
Bard I adore your endless monologue
Do bank clerks rule their abacus by thumb
Fried grilled black pudding's still the world's best yum
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