1The marble tomb gapes wide with jangling keys
2his nasal ecstasy beats best Cologne
3the showman gargles fire and sword with ease
4’ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown

5O Parthenon you hold the charger’s strings
6whose ocean still-born herrings madly brave
7they both are right not unformed smatterings
8till firemen come with hose-piped tidal wave

9Emboggled minds may puff and blow and guess
10in indian summers Englishmen drink grog
11watching manure and compost coalesce

12Lobsters for sale must be our apologue
13the Taj Mahal has trinkets spice and gum
14and lessors’ dates have all too short a sum

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