Classic Poem

I

Danet master in his pharmacy ladle
Looking for a night
Not not his long rifle,
But his Clysoir! ...
It was our old yellow dwarf
of decoat
The anus of a full blown matron
nearly die,
Yes, nearly burst.

II

Pointing in the right bottom of the spine
Danet fancied
An animal that fesait him mine
In his black hole! ...
This was a cat that slut
Taking hunger
Lappe had in his gluttonous rage,
Like a rabbit
Yes like a rabbit!

III

Encor ever, says the apothecary
Bending his forehead
I have not drank in my extensive career
such an affront!
I have put on more than one channel
Cats fresh ...
But an old cat at the bottom of an old behind
Never ever
Never ever!

IV

On the front of my dear shop
I was crazy!
One place instead of the symbolic snake
this vile cat!
Ah! said the artist, devouring her tears
I have lived too long!
I punished and ... I break my arms
this old cu
Yes this old cu!