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
5The roundabout eats profits made on swings
6filching the lolly country thrift helped save
7such merchandise a melancholy brings
8in purest cradels tha’s how they behave
9When dried the terrapin can naught express
10with gravity at gravity’s great cog
11and played their mountain croquet jungle chess
12Their sculptors did our best our hulks the clog
13though bretzels take the dols from board-room drum
14soliloquies predict great things old chum
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