1The marble tomb gapes wide with jangling keys
2since Elgin left his nostrils in the stone
3old corned-beef’s rusty armour spreads disease
4with cherry-pips his cottage floor is sown

5To one sweet hour of bliss my memory clings
6whose ocean still-born herrings madly brave
7such merchandise a melancholy brings
8in purest cradels tha’s how they behave

9It’s no good rich men crying Heaven Bless
10shallots and sharks’fins face the smould’ring log
11watching manure and compost coalesce

12Lobsters for sale must be our apologue
13poor reader smile before your lips go numb
14the best of all things to an end must come

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