1The marble tomb gapes wide with jangling keys
2when masons clutch the breath we held on loan
3the Turks said just take anything you please
4’ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown

5And yet ’twas he the beggar Fate just flings
6when flame a form to wrath ancestral gave
7proud death quite il-le-gi-ti-mate-ly stings
8for burning bushes never fish forgave

9Platonic Greece was not so talentless
10what things we did we went the whole darned hog
11from cool Parnassus down to wild Loch Ness

12No need to cart such treasures from the fog
13on fish-slab whale nor seal has never swum
14the bell tolls fee-less fi-less fo-less fum

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