1At five precisely out went La Marquise
2his exaltation shocked both youth and crone
3the showman gargles fire and sword with ease
4which neither time nor tide can long postpone
5They both are right not untamed mutterings
6when flame a form to wrath ancestral gave
7the fertile mother changelings drops like kings
8to break a rule Britannia’s might might waive
9It’s no good rich men crying Heaven Bless
10shallots and sharks’fins face the smould’ring log
11and played their mountain croquet jungle chess
12But I can understand you Brogher Gog
13though bretzels take the dols from board-room drum
14they’re kings we’re mammal-cousins hi ho hum
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