1When one with t’other straightaway agrees
2since Elgin left his nostrils in the stone
3old corned-beef’s rusty armour spreads disease
4one gathers rosebuds or grows old alone

5How it suprised us pale grey underlings
6rejecting ermine to become a knave
7proud death quite il-le-gi-ti-mate-ly stings
8the nicest kids for strickiest toffees crave

9When dried the terrapin can naught express
10and starve the sniveling baby like a dog
11the colonel’s still escutcheoned in undress

12We’ll suffocate before the epilogue
13with marble souvenirs then fill a slum
14the best of all things to an end must come

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