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At five precisely out went La Marquise
His exaltation shocked both youth and crone
The Turks said just take anything you please
Normal one aims to be and share the throne
O Parthenon you hold the charger's strings
Rejecting ermine to become a knave
The fertile mother changelings drops like kings
Etruscan words which Greece and Rome engrave
Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can't depress
A piercint wit would sprightliest horses flog
On wheels the tourist follows hos hostess
Lobsters for sale must be our apologue
And let you off from your opinions glum
Soliloquies predict great things old chum
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