1The marble tomb gapes wide with jangling keys
2his exaltation shocked both youth and crone
3her native chauffeur waited in the breeze
4’ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown
5They both are right not untamed mutterings
6were pots graffiti’d over by a slave
7the fertile mother changelings drops like kings
8till firemen come with hose-piped tidal wave
9It’s no good rich men crying Heaven Bless
10a bird-brain banquet melts bold Mistress Mog
11socrates watched his hemlock effervesce
12Whiskey will always wake an Irish bog
13poor reader smile before your lips go numb
14soliloquies predict great things old chum
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