1At five precisely out went La Marquise
2licks round carved marble chops on snails full-blown
3old corned-beef’s rusty armour spreads disease
4which neither time nor tide can long postpone

5To one sweet hour of bliss my memory clings
6with sombre thoughts they grimly line the nave
7the fertile mother changelings drops like kings
8as sleeping-bags the silent landscape pave

9It’s no good rich men crying Heaven Bless
10a bird-brain banquet melts bold Mistress Mog
11and played their mountain croquet jungle chess

12Their sculptors did our best our hulks the clog
13on fish-slab whale nor seal has never swum
14the best of all things to an end must come

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