Snappy cute newt whose root canal intact
remains, from stains free, scalpel unattacked,
acute beaut who scoots secure, defies man's tries to slay,
Today may play 'Tomorrow come what may! '
Be fair or foul or rain or shine
whose kith or kin nor pith nor pin may pine
upon unheavenly slide to lie supine,
resourceful waits his hour till man's devoured, sauce sweet and sour.
(25 February 2012)
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