1Don Pedro from his shirt has washed the fleas
2his exaltation shocked both youth and crone
3forms shadowy with indecision wheeze
4the thumb- and finger-prints of Al Capone

5They both are right not untamed mutterings
6the North Wind Bites into his architrave
7proud death quite il-le-gi-ti-mate-ly stings
8as sleeping-bags the silent landscape pave

9The wolf devours both sheep and shepherdess
10or grinning like a pale-faced golliwog
11the country lane just thrives on farmyard mess

12Southern baroque’s seductive dialogue
13with marble souvenirs then fill a slum
14the best of all things to an end must come

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