Count Grassi's Passage Over Piedmont
The Divine Comedy
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Below the Po rolls slow from Alps to Adriatic Sea Blow old bellows, blow Take us where you will Padua, Genoa, Corsica, Catalonia, O Segovia O unfathomable firmament. That we should set a course between the two Clinging only to our orb of blue and red Like Romanovs to a Faberge egg Push Sisyphus, push Heave our sphere into the heavens. If I'm to die then let it be in summertime In a manner of my own choosing To fall from a great height On a warm July afternoon Liverwurst, Battenburg, Emmenthall, Syllabub, Muscadet Throw it all away We need more height Toss is all to the side O Newton, release this apple from its earthly shackles And live to fight another day. Go back from whence you came the swallows cry You've corrupted and befouled the ground you walk upon And now you come to poison the skies Please friends, forgive this brief intrusion.
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Written by: NEIL HANNON
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