end couplets from Raymond Queneau's 100,000,000,000,000 poems

#11
With marble souvenirs then fill a slum
For Europe's glory while Fate's harpies strum
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#22
On fish-slab whale nor seal has never swum
They're kings we're mammal-cousins hi ho hum
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#85
Though bretzels take the dols from board-room drum
Yet from the City's pie pulled out not one plum
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#69
Poor reader smile before your lips go numb
The best of all things to an end must come
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#75
Ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb
Yet from the City's pie pulled out not one plum
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#107
Suits lisping Spanish tongues for whom say some
Soliloquies predict great things old chum
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#37343
Do bank clerks rule their abacus by thumb?
And lessors' dates have all too short a sum
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#2156
Where no one bothered how one warmed one's bum
A wise loaf always knows its humblest crumb