1At snuff no Cornish sailorman would sneeze
2the bull’s horns ought to dry it like a bone
3the understanding critic firstly sees
4and empty cages show life’s bird has flown

5It’s one of many horrid happenings
6the North Wind Bites into his architrave
7in salads all chew grubs before they’ve wings
8Etruscan words which Greece and Rome engrave

9The genealogist with field and fess
10and starve the sniveling baby like a dog
11the colonel’s still escutcheoned in undress

12Southern baroque’s seductive dialogue
13poor reader smile before your lips go numb
14fried grilled black pudding’s still the world’s best yum

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