1The acid tongue with gourmet’s expertise
2when masons clutch the breath we held on loan
3forms shadowy with indecision wheeze
4normal one aims to be and share the throne

5They both are right not untamed mutterings
6rejecting ermine to become a knave
7the fertile mother changelings drops like kings
8till firemen come with hose-piped tidal wave

9When dried the terrapin can naught express
10and starve the sniveling baby like a dog
11from cool Parnassus down to wild Loch Ness

12Bard I adore your endless monologue
13and let you off from your opinions glum
14for Europe’s glory while Fate’s harpies strum

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