1The acid tongue with gourmet’s expertise
2for tea cucumber sandwiches a scone
3the Turks said just take anything you please
4and empty cages show life’s bird has flown

5The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
6when flame a form to wrath ancestral gave
7the fertile mother changelings drops like kings
8Etruscan words which Greece and Rome engrave

9When dried the terrapin can naught express
10what things we did we went the whole darned hog
11socrates watched his hemlock effervesce

12Southern baroque’s seductive dialogue
13poor reader smile before your lips go numb
14they’re kings we’re mammal-cousins hi ho hum

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