1The marble tomb gapes wide with jangling keys
2the bull’s horns ought to dry it like a bone
3the Turks said just take anything you please
4one gathers rosebuds or grows old alone

5It’s one of many horrid happenings
6that metred rhyme alone can souls enslave
7in salads all chew grubs before they’ve wings
8for burning bushes never fish forgave

9Poetic licence needs no strain or stress
10what things we did we went the whole darned hog
11on wheels the tourist follows hos hostess

12Southern baroque’s seductive dialogue
13where no one bothered how one warmed one’s bum
14the best of all things to an end must come

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