A Deed Without A Name

When a youthful dagger falls upon wizened Duncan,
When a Portland beggar licks clam chowder from the asphalt,
When the primeval iguana lashes out his tongue and seizes a sun-dazed
butterfly,
When a thoughtless parrot fish, with a beautiful maroon beak, hacks a
coral meal from the reef,
When blood has liquor and liquor has blood and teeth,
When the Castillian architect dreams in pressure and support
beams,
When Trader Dick slashes prices on tuna,
When the million-dollar putt falls prey to a gnat:
Tell me, friend, what do you call that?