09-06-2012, 05:12 AM
I eat the meat that you defeat
With broken wads between my teeth:
Where ships set sail, toy boats through tongues,
--I’m a Frenchman with English lungs.
She snort her Absinthe through her pipe!
--That wily weaver, ancient snipe
Airplanes complaints of dire straits,
While she sort out synthetic aches!
“Oh no! not this again.---
You’re chewing on the words I sent?”
Or so she says, with eyes hell bent,
“I forgot.--You said, ’French hen’.”
With broken wads between my teeth:
Where ships set sail, toy boats through tongues,
--I’m a Frenchman with English lungs.
She snort her Absinthe through her pipe!
--That wily weaver, ancient snipe
Airplanes complaints of dire straits,
While she sort out synthetic aches!
“Oh no! not this again.---
You’re chewing on the words I sent?”
Or so she says, with eyes hell bent,
“I forgot.--You said, ’French hen’.”