1From playboy Chance the nymph no longer flees
2since Elgin left his nostrils in the stone
3he bent right down and well what did he seize
4that suede ferments is not at all well known
5Oh how oh how he hates such pilferings
6the North Wind Bites into his architrave
7he’s gone to London how the echo rings
8in purest cradels tha’s how they behave
9When dried the terrapin can naught express
10with gravity at gravity’s great cog
11poor Yorick comes to bury not address
12Bard I adore your endless monologue
13poor reader smile before your lips go numb
14and lessors’ dates have all too short a sum
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