Annals of Volusius—what shit paper!
            At least they'll make my darling keep her vows
            to Venus and her little cupids
            if I laid off my terrible iambics
            and made love to her again, she'd feed
            the votive fire of the lame-footed Vulcan—
            poetry, the most atrocious ever written.
            What a treasure trove of trash is here
            to offer to the flames and entertain
            with an evening of unimpeded laughter.
            Annals of Volusius—what shit paper!

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