1Don Pedro from his shirt has washed the fleas
2when masons clutch the breath we held on loan
3replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
4one gathers rosebuds or grows old alone

5Oh how oh how he hates such pilferings
6the North Wind Bites into his architrave
7the learning linguist cameramaniac sings
8that every verbal shock aims to deprave

9The fasting fakir doesn’t smell the less
10in indian summers Englishmen drink grog
11poor Yorick comes to bury not address

12Lobsters for sale must be our apologue
13with marble souvenirs then fill a slum
14the best of all things to an end must come

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