1The acid tongue with gourmet’s expertise
2his exaltation shocked both youth and crone
3her native chauffeur waited in the breeze
4and empty cages show life’s bird has flown

5To one sweet hour of bliss my memory clings
6when flame a form to wrath ancestral gave
7in salads all chew grubs before they’ve wings
8in purest cradels tha’s how they behave

9The wolf devours both sheep and shepherdess
10with quill white-collared through his life will jog
11and played their mountain croquet jungle chess

12One misses cricket hearth and croaking frog
13and let you off from your opinions glum
14the best of all things to an end must come

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