1The marble tomb gapes wide with jangling keys
2the bull’s horns ought to dry it like a bone
3forms shadowy with indecision wheeze
4normal one aims to be and share the throne

5How it suprised us pale grey underlings
6rejecting ermine to become a knave
7he’s gone to London how the echo rings
8in purest cradels tha’s how they behave

9It’s no good rich men crying Heaven Bless
10with gravity at gravity’s great cog
11watching manure and compost coalesce

12Lobsters for sale must be our apologue
13and let you off from your opinions glum
14a wise loaf always knows its humblest crumb

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