1At five precisely out went La Marquise
2his exaltation shocked both youth and crone
3forms shadowy with indecision wheeze
4and empty cages show life’s bird has flown
5Oh how oh how he hates such pilferings
6rejecting ermine to become a knave
7an icicle of frozen marrow pings
8Etruscan words which Greece and Rome engrave
9It’s no good rich men crying Heaven Bless
10one tongue will do to keep the verse agog
11the colonel’s still escutcheoned in undress
12One misses cricket hearth and croaking frog
13the Taj Mahal has trinkets spice and gum
14they’re kings we’re mammal-cousins hi ho hum
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