The acid tongue with gourmet's expertise
His exaltation shocked both youth and crone
Upon his old oak chest he cuts his cheese
Normal one aims to be and share the throne
Old Galileo's Pisan offerings
When flame a form to wrath ancestral gave
He's gone to London how the echo rings
Victorious worms grind all into the grave
The fasting fakir doesn't smell the less
And starve the sniveling baby like a dog
On wheels the tourist follows hos hostess
Southern baroque's seductive dialogue
Poor reader smile before your lips go numb
They're kings we're mammal-cousins hi ho hum