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Prose took the minstrel's verse without a squeeze
That horders of crooks felt they'd more right to own
He bent right down and well what did he seize
With cherry-pips his cottage floor is sown
They both are right not untamed mutterings
Filching the lolly country thrift helped save
They both are right not unformed smatterings
In purest cradels tha's how they behave
Poetic licence needs no strain or stress
With gravity at gravity's great cog
To prove mamma an adult with a tress
But I can understand you Brogher Gog
The Taj Mahal has trinkets spice and gum
The bell tolls fee-less fi-less fo-less fum


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.