Tactile

This is part of the complete Exercises in Song cycle being released on this site.

"Tactile" is a bonus exercise, not to be found in Raymond Queneau's original Exercices de Style nor in the translations.

To be sung to the tune of "Show Me The Way To Go Home". More information here.

Home pavements yield, yet are flat;
The soft sheets indoors are light and sleek.
My drink was hard and itchy, and it scratched my throat,
And its roughness left me weak.

Chafed by wind, now I get
Crumbly loam, cold grit, then wet.
But as this song, like oil, drips in your ear:
Does it yield underfoot yet?