1At five precisely out went La Marquise
2since Elgin left his nostrils in the stone
3his toga rumpled high above his knees
4that suede ferments is not at all well known
5Oh how oh how he hates such pilferings
6filching the lolly country thrift helped save
7a daring baron pockets precious Mings
8in purest cradels tha’s how they behave
9Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can’t depress
10and starve the sniveling baby like a dog
11poor Yorick comes to bury not address
12No need to cart such treasures from the fog
13poor reader smile before your lips go numb
14a wise loaf always knows its humblest crumb
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