1At five precisely out went La Marquise
2licks round carved marble chops on snails full-blown
3his toga rumpled high above his knees
4and loudly sang off-key without a tone

5To one sweet hour of bliss my memory clings
6filching the lolly country thrift helped save
7the learning linguist cameramaniac sings
8victorious worms grind all into the grave

9Emboggled minds may puff and blow and guess
10or grinning like a pale-faced golliwog
11poor Yorick comes to bury not address

12One misses cricket hearth and croaking frog
13on fish-slab whale nor seal has never swum
14the best of all things to an end must come

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