1The marble tomb gapes wide with jangling keys
2for tea cucumber sandwiches a scone
3her native chauffeur waited in the breeze
4that suede ferments is not at all well known

5They both are right not untamed mutterings
6the North Wind Bites into his architrave
7the fertile mother changelings drops like kings
8thou homestead hillside woodland rock and cave

9It’s no good rich men crying Heaven Bless
10shallots and sharks’fins face the smould’ring log
11from cool Parnassus down to wild Loch Ness

12But I can understand you Brogher Gog
13where no one bothered how one warmed one’s bum
14the best of all things to an end must come

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