The garden is an orchard too,
And also a viperium.
Two primates make it quite a zoo,
Where ghostly shapes appear to them,
And finally open up their cage
And shoo them out to wander
And wind up on a vellum page
For later apes to ponder.
The Well-Wrought Churn
Cf. Cleanth Brooks
No pipes, no cow, no mad pursuit,
Just plunger and a tub. C’est toute.