1When one with t’other straightaway agrees
2for tea cucumber sandwiches a scone
3the Turks said just take anything you please
4the thumb- and finger-prints of Al Capone

5And yet ’twas he the beggar Fate just flings
6the North Wind Bites into his architrave
7such merchandise a melancholy brings
8till firemen come with hose-piped tidal wave

9When dried the terrapin can naught express
10what things we did we went the whole darned hog
11on wheels the tourist follows hos hostess

12Southern baroque’s seductive dialogue
13where no one bothered how one warmed one’s bum
14the best of all things to an end must come

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