1The marble tomb gapes wide with jangling keys
2the bull’s horns ought to dry it like a bone
3the showman gargles fire and sword with ease
4which neither time nor tide can long postpone
5How it suprised us pale grey underlings
6rejecting ermine to become a knave
7a daring baron pockets precious Mings
8to break a rule Britannia’s might might waive
9It’s no good rich men crying Heaven Bless
10what things we did we went the whole darned hog
11while homeward thirsts to each quenched glass say yes
12No need to cart such treasures from the fog
13do bank clerks rule their abacus by thumb
14in cognac brandy is Bacardi rum?
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