1The acid tongue with gourmet’s expertise
2his exaltation shocked both youth and crone
3the understanding critic firstly sees
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
7they both are right not unformed smatterings
8thou homestead hillside woodland rock and cave

9The genealogist with field and fess
10with gravity at gravity’s great cog
11to prove mamma an adult with a tress

12We’ll suffocate before the epilogue
13do bank clerks rule their abacus by thumb
14soliloquies predict great things old chum

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