1At snuff no Cornish sailorman would sneeze
2licks round carved marble chops on snails full-blown
3the understanding critic firstly sees
4and empty cages show life’s bird has flown

5O Parthenon you hold the charger’s strings
6rejecting ermine to become a knave
7in salads all chew grubs before they’ve wings
8as sleeping-bags the silent landscape pave

9The wolf devours both sheep and shepherdess
10one tongue will do to keep the verse agog
11on wheels the tourist follows hos hostess

12Southern baroque’s seductive dialogue
13suits lisping Spanish tongues for whom say some
14fried grilled black pudding’s still the world’s best yum