1He bent right down to pick up his valise
2since Elgin left his nostrils in the stone
3he bent right down and well what did he seize
4the thumb- and finger-prints of Al Capone

5How it suprised us pale grey underlings
6when flame a form to wrath ancestral gave
7the fertile mother changelings drops like kings
8for burning bushes never fish forgave

9The wolf devours both sheep and shepherdess
10one tongue will do to keep the verse agog
11on wheels the tourist follows hos hostess

12Southern baroque’s seductive dialogue
13where no one bothered how one warmed one’s bum
14soliloquies predict great things old chum

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