1The marble tomb gapes wide with jangling keys
2the answer is they could be twins full-grown
3he bent right down and well what did he seize
4with cherry-pips his cottage floor is sown

5How it suprised us pale grey underlings
6that metred rhyme alone can souls enslave
7the learning linguist cameramaniac sings
8victorious worms grind all into the grave

9The fasting fakir doesn’t smell the less
10with quill white-collared through his life will jog
11the colonel’s still escutcheoned in undress

12We’ll suffocate before the epilogue
13suits lisping Spanish tongues for whom say some
14yet from the City’s pie pulled not one plum

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