1The acid tongue with gourmet’s expertise
2the bull’s horns ought to dry it like a bone
3the understanding critic firstly sees
4the thumb- and finger-prints of Al Capone

5Old Galileo’s Pisan offerings
6with sombre thoughts they grimly line the nave
7in salads all chew grubs before they’ve wings
8thou homestead hillside woodland rock and cave

9The genealogist with field and fess
10a bird-brain banquet melts bold Mistress Mog
11socrates watched his hemlock effervesce

12We’ll suffocate before the epilogue
13where no one bothered how one warmed one’s bum
14the best of all things to an end must come

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