1Don Pedro from his shirt has washed the fleas
2for tea cucumber sandwiches a scone
3his toga rumpled high above his knees
4one gathers rosebuds or grows old alone

5They both are right not untamed mutterings
6rejecting ermine to become a knave
7in salads all chew grubs before they’ve wings
8till firemen come with hose-piped tidal wave

9Platonic Greece was not so talentless
10shallots and sharks’fins face the smould’ring log
11watching manure and compost coalesce

12Whiskey will always wake an Irish bog
13suits lisping Spanish tongues for whom say some
14soliloquies predict great things old chum

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