1At five precisely out went La Marquise
2through snobbish growing round her hemline zone
3forms shadowy with indecision wheeze
4’ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown

5To one sweet hour of bliss my memory clings
6signalling gauchos very rarely shave
7in salads all chew grubs before they’ve wings
8Etruscan words which Greece and Rome engrave

9When dried the terrapin can naught express
10and starve the sniveling baby like a dog
11poor Yorick comes to bury not address

12Their sculptors did our best our hulks the clog
13poor reader smile before your lips go numb
14they’re kings we’re mammal-cousins hi ho hum

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