1The marble tomb gapes wide with jangling keys
2since Elgin left his nostrils in the stone
3his toga rumpled high above his knees
4while sharks to let’s say potted shrimps are prone

5How it suprised us pale grey underlings
6when flame a form to wrath ancestral gave
7the fertile mother changelings drops like kings
8as sleeping-bags the silent landscape pave

9The fasting fakir doesn’t smell the less
10what things we did we went the whole darned hog
11the country lane just thrives on farmyard mess

12No need to cart such treasures from the fog
13ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb
14they’re kings we’re mammal-cousins hi ho hum

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