1He bent right down to pick up his valise
2when masons clutch the breath we held on loan
3replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
4’ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown

5Old Galileo’s Pisan offerings
6that metred rhyme alone can souls enslave
7such merchandise a melancholy brings
8as sleeping-bags the silent landscape pave

9Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can’t depress
10or grinning like a pale-faced golliwog
11watching manure and compost coalesce

12Bard I adore your endless monologue
13with marble souvenirs then fill a slum
14fried grilled black pudding’s still the world’s best yum

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