"Let us go then, you and I,
Where Dawn is spread out against the sky
Like a pastry etherealized upon a table...."
I went looking for images of my favorite comedians and came across this yummy one of Dawn French. Seems that under the vicar's garb hides an eclair...
"And Stephen, sprawling stretched upon the floor,
Throw off the shawl and show us more.
(But how his arms and legs are thin!)"
[Tip of the pen to T. S. Eliot.]