1He bent right down to pick up his valise
2since Elgin left his nostrils in the stone
3upon his old oak chest he cuts his cheese
4normal one aims to be and share the throne

5Old Galileo’s Pisan offerings
6rejecting ermine to become a knave
7the learning linguist cameramaniac sings
8thou homestead hillside woodland rock and cave

9When dried the terrapin can naught express
10or grinning like a pale-faced golliwog
11watching manure and compost coalesce

12No need to cart such treasures from the fog
13with marble souvenirs then fill a slum
14the best of all things to an end must come