1The acid tongue with gourmet’s expertise
2when masons clutch the breath we held on loan
3the understanding critic firstly sees
4one gathers rosebuds or grows old alone

5O Parthenon you hold the charger’s strings
6rejecting ermine to become a knave
7he’s gone to London how the echo rings
8as sleeping-bags the silent landscape pave

9The fasting fakir doesn’t smell the less
10one tongue will do to keep the verse agog
11the country lane just thrives on farmyard mess

12With breaking voice across the Alps they slog
13the Taj Mahal has trinkets spice and gum
14yet from the City’s pie pulled not one plum

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