1The marble tomb gapes wide with jangling keys
2the bull’s horns ought to dry it like a bone
3upon his old oak chest he cuts his cheese
4with cherry-pips his cottage floor is sown

5Oh how oh how he hates such pilferings
6were pots graffiti’d over by a slave
7th’outrageous Thames a troubled arrow slings
8in purest cradels tha’s how they behave

9The genealogist with field and fess
10with gravity at gravity’s great cog
11to prove mamma an adult with a tress

12Southern baroque’s seductive dialogue
13suits lisping Spanish tongues for whom say some
14fried grilled black pudding’s still the world’s best yum

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