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
4and empty cages show life’s bird has flown

5They both are right not untamed mutterings
6when flame a form to wrath ancestral gave
7th’outrageous Thames a troubled arrow slings
8Etruscan words which Greece and Rome engrave

9Platonic Greece was not so talentless
10or grinning like a pale-faced golliwog
11on wheels the tourist follows hos hostess

12Southern baroque’s seductive dialogue
13where no one bothered how one warmed one’s bum
14for Europe’s glory while Fate’s harpies strum

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