The acid tongue with gourmet's expertise
When masons clutch the breath we held on loan
His toga rumpled high above his knees
With cherry-pips his cottage floor is sown
They both are right not untamed mutterings
When flame a form to wrath ancestral gave
The learning linguist cameramaniac sings
In purest cradels tha's how they behave
The fasting fakir doesn't smell the less
Or grinning like a pale-faced golliwog
Socrates watched his hemlock effervesce
Lobsters for sale must be our apologue
The Taj Mahal has trinkets spice and gum
Fried grilled black pudding's still the world's best yum