1The marble tomb gapes wide with jangling keys
2through snobbish growing round her hemline zone
3the Turks said just take anything you please
4’ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown

5It’s one of many horrid happenings
6nought can the mouse’s timid nibbling stave
7such merchandise a melancholy brings
8for burning bushes never fish forgave

9Emboggled minds may puff and blow and guess
10shallots and sharks’fins face the smould’ring log
11socrates watched his hemlock effervesce

12We’ll suffocate before the epilogue
13though bretzels take the dols from board-room drum
14in cognac brandy is Bacardi rum?

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