Othonis caput (oppidost pusillum) et, trirustice, semilauta crura,      subtile et leve peditum Libonis, si non omnia, displicere vellem tibi et Fuficio seni recocto: irascere iterum meis iambis immerentibus, unice imperator.
I could wish, you utter bumpkin, that Othos head (and right puny it is) and half-washed legs and     Libos soft and subtle farting, if not everything else about them, should disgust you and that warmed-up greybeard Fuficius: once more will you be angered by my innocent lampoons, you one and only general.
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