1When one with t’other straightaway agrees
2his exaltation shocked both youth and crone
3replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
4’ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown

5How it suprised us pale grey underlings
6signalling gauchos very rarely shave
7proud death quite il-le-gi-ti-mate-ly stings
8that every verbal shock aims to deprave

9When dried the terrapin can naught express
10shallots and sharks’fins face the smould’ring log
11the country lane just thrives on farmyard mess

12No need to cart such treasures from the fog
13with marble souvenirs then fill a slum
14a wise loaf always knows its humblest crumb

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