1The marble tomb gapes wide with jangling keys
2the bull’s horns ought to dry it like a bone
3the understanding critic firstly sees
4with cherry-pips his cottage floor is sown

5How it suprised us pale grey underlings
6the North Wind Bites into his architrave
7the fertile mother changelings drops like kings
8to break a rule Britannia’s might might waive

9The genealogist with field and fess
10what things we did we went the whole darned hog
11from cool Parnassus down to wild Loch Ness

12Their sculptors did our best our hulks the clog
13on fish-slab whale nor seal has never swum
14fried grilled black pudding’s still the world’s best yum

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