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Taller than anything built so far, the Cob gleams golden

In the sun : each curved window sees to that.

Rivalling Mount Everest, only its air-con ensures

That anyone can breathe inside its penthouse.

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Seriously, the Gherkin and the Shard are as midgets

Compared to the Cob. The Tower of Babel doesn’t come near it.

The Cob just goes up and up and up – so golden

You could eat it. Way above cumulous clouds, nearer

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The sun even than cirrus, the Cob is one of the wonders

Of our time. It is a poem for which there is no ending.

All it needed to do was to begin. And now it has begun,

What reason has it to curtail its insurmountable summit?

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Taller than anything built so far, the Cob gleams golden…