Sol 5.6

  1. Many a weakling—with my sandal I have inscribed

    between his eyelids the laws of rhyme.

  2. All plundering of necks is fair game, until the hea—

    —d is bereft of ears and shoulders.

  3. So fear God for the lordly grandees of your ear—

    —s, and the frail sinews of your two jugulars.

Sol 5.6