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100,000,000,000,000 poems
The marble tomb gapes wide with jangling keys
For tea cucumber sandwiches a scone
Upon his old oak chest he cuts his cheese
Normal one aims to be and share the throne
Old Galileo's Pisan offerings
When flame a form to wrath ancestral gave
An icicle of frozen marrow pings
Thou homestead hillside woodland rock and cave
It's no good rich men crying Heaven Bless
In indian summers Englishmen drink grog
From cool Parnassus down to wild Loch Ness
Southern baroque's seductive dialogue
With marble souvenirs then fill a slum
In cognac brandy is Bacardi rum?
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