1At snuff no Cornish sailorman would sneeze
2licks round carved marble chops on snails full-blown
3forms shadowy with indecision wheeze
4and loudly sang off-key without a tone

5O Parthenon you hold the charger’s strings
6were pots graffiti’d over by a slave
7he’s gone to London how the echo rings
8victorious worms grind all into the grave

9The genealogist with field and fess
10with gravity at gravity’s great cog
11and played their mountain croquet jungle chess

12One misses cricket hearth and croaking frog
13ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb
14the best of all things to an end must come

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