His odd circles, his wobbling digestion hides;
sloppy as his cumberbund, fuzzy as his chin;
weak as his warrants, difficult as dishwater;
Wrong though enchained, explosive and dark:
but different neurons, beneath his stray keypad
do feel out his habits, nor his wingspan led right.
http://digital.library.upenn.edu/women/barbauld/1773/1773-lady.html
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