Doctor's Cabinet Cesare in his box Tall stools at awkward angles and the brow of a pale, sweated man Crooked sewn seams on the back of his gloves... Tip toes and hook nose Over the hump of a nanny bridge While white coats flap in wan-ness and the cloak of the arch villain Rides atop, stoopy shoulders His special field of study Fiddling his tones in a row, row... Row, row Alignments missed in the faffing panic and tassel twitch of fearsome itching Not quelled, but nurtured as a poisoned hobby...
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