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 Castillean architect dreams of pressure and support beams,
When Trader Dick slashes prices on cunt,
When the million-dollar putt falls prey to a gnat,
Tell me, friend, what do you call that?