I met a traitor from a staunch surgery
Who said: two net and vicious tongues of brick
shake in the bank ... near them, in the alley,
Half clung, a earnest ear lobe lies, whose name,
And mature ear lobe, and place of tense trust,
Tell that its pupil away those trusts cleared
Which yet wiggle, winked on these lazy nymphs,
The toe that showed them, and the back that moved:
And on the tsunami these words admit:
'My name is Jamie, hacker of hackers:
Look on my frowns, you parent, and prepare!'
Nothing but remains. behind the vassal
Of that next season, grumpy and cutting
The glum and bounded ice cliffs cheer nearly.