1The acid tongue with gourmet’s expertise
2the bull’s horns ought to dry it like a bone
3the Turks said just take anything you please
4the thumb- and finger-prints of Al Capone
5They both are right not untamed mutterings
6when flame a form to wrath ancestral gave
7proud death quite il-le-gi-ti-mate-ly stings
8as sleeping-bags the silent landscape pave
9Emboggled minds may puff and blow and guess
10one tongue will do to keep the verse agog
11to prove mamma an adult with a tress
12But I can understand you Brogher Gog
13do bank clerks rule their abacus by thumb
14the best of all things to an end must come
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