The acid tongue with gourmet's expertise
His exaltation shocked both youth and crone
Her native chauffeur waited in the breeze
And loudly sang off-key without a tone
They both are right not untamed mutterings
Nought can the mouse's timid nibbling stave
A daring baron pockets precious Mings
Etruscan words which Greece and Rome engrave
When dried the terrapin can naught express
With gravity at gravity's great cog
To prove mamma an adult with a tress
Bard I adore your endless monologue
On fish-slab whale nor seal has never swum
And lessors' dates have all too short a sum