The acid tongue with gourmet's expertise
His exaltation shocked both youth and crone
Upon his old oak chest he cuts his cheese
While sharks to let's say potted shrimps are prone
To one sweet hour of bliss my memory clings
That metred rhyme alone can souls enslave
The learning linguist cameramaniac sings
Etruscan words which Greece and Rome engrave
Emboggled minds may puff and blow and guess
Or grinning like a pale-faced golliwog
On wheels the tourist follows hos hostess
With breaking voice across the Alps they slog
The Taj Mahal has trinkets spice and gum
The bell tolls fee-less fi-less fo-less fum