1At five precisely out went La Marquise
2the answer is they could be twins full-grown
3old corned-beef’s rusty armour spreads disease
4and empty cages show life’s bird has flown
5And yet ’twas he the beggar Fate just flings
6that metred rhyme alone can souls enslave
7a daring baron pockets precious Mings
8in purest cradels tha’s how they behave
9It’s no good rich men crying Heaven Bless
10or grinning like a pale-faced golliwog
11and played their mountain croquet jungle chess
12Bard I adore your endless monologue
13poor reader smile before your lips go numb
14soliloquies predict great things old chum
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