1The marble tomb gapes wide with jangling keys
2when masons clutch the breath we held on loan
3his toga rumpled high above his knees
4’ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown
5Oh how oh how he hates such pilferings
6whose ocean still-born herrings madly brave
7an icicle of frozen marrow pings
8Etruscan words which Greece and Rome engrave
9The wolf devours both sheep and shepherdess
10or grinning like a pale-faced golliwog
11while homeward thirsts to each quenched glass say yes
12We’ll suffocate before the epilogue
13and let you off from your opinions glum
14fried grilled black pudding’s still the world’s best yum
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