1At snuff no Cornish sailorman would sneeze
2when masons clutch the breath we held on loan
3forms shadowy with indecision wheeze
4the thumb- and finger-prints of Al Capone

5To one sweet hour of bliss my memory clings
6whose ocean still-born herrings madly brave
7the learning linguist cameramaniac sings
8as sleeping-bags the silent landscape pave

9The fasting fakir doesn’t smell the less
10what things we did we went the whole darned hog
11and played their mountain croquet jungle chess

12We’ll suffocate before the epilogue
13do bank clerks rule their abacus by thumb
14yet from the City’s pie pulled not one plum

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