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100,000,000,000,000 poems
The acid tongue with gourmet's expertise
When masons clutch the breath we held on loan
The Turks said just take anything you please
And empty cages show life's bird has flown
Oh how oh how he hates such pilferings
Rejecting ermine to become a knave
Such merchandise a melancholy brings
To break a rule Britannia's might might waive
Platonic Greece was not so talentless
What things we did we went the whole darned hog
Socrates watched his hemlock effervesce
Their sculptors did our best our hulks the clog
And let you off from your opinions glum
In cognac brandy is Bacardi rum?
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