1The acid tongue with gourmet’s expertise
2the bull’s horns ought to dry it like a bone
3the understanding critic firstly sees
4which neither time nor tide can long postpone

5The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
6were pots graffiti’d over by a slave
7in salads all chew grubs before they’ve wings
8as sleeping-bags the silent landscape pave

9Platonic Greece was not so talentless
10what things we did we went the whole darned hog
11socrates watched his hemlock effervesce

12Their sculptors did our best our hulks the clog
13the Taj Mahal has trinkets spice and gum
14and lessors’ dates have all too short a sum

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