Ogden Nash

[08012006]

Can anyone please give me the FULL text of Nash's poem about Marrakesh, Morocco; I believe a couplet may be missing from the version below

The bus to Marrakesh, Morocco,
traverses landscapes simply socko.
The agricultural economy
suggests the book of Deuteronomy.
The machine has not replaced the mammal
and everything is done by camel.
I hope I'll never learn what flesh
I ate that day in Marrakesh.

But after struggling with a jawful
I thought it tasted something awful.

[jno]

I think that's the lot - except the last words are 'humpthing awful', geddit?

[08012006]

Thanks for the correction