1At five precisely out went La Marquise
2for tea cucumber sandwiches a scone
3he bent right down and well what did he seize
4and loudly sang off-key without a tone
5O Parthenon you hold the charger’s strings
6nought can the mouse’s timid nibbling stave
7such merchandise a melancholy brings
8thou homestead hillside woodland rock and cave
9Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can’t depress
10with quill white-collared through his life will jog
11poor Yorick comes to bury not address
12Lobsters for sale must be our apologue
13with marble souvenirs then fill a slum
14the best of all things to an end must come
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