1At five precisely out went La Marquise
2the bull’s horns ought to dry it like a bone
3replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
4the thumb- and finger-prints of Al Capone

5The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
6with sombre thoughts they grimly line the nave
7they both are right not unformed smatterings
8in purest cradels tha’s how they behave

9Emboggled minds may puff and blow and guess
10shallots and sharks’fins face the smould’ring log
11socrates watched his hemlock effervesce

12But I can understand you Brogher Gog
13do bank clerks rule their abacus by thumb
14and lessors’ dates have all too short a sum