1The marble tomb gapes wide with jangling keys
2since Elgin left his nostrils in the stone
3upon his old oak chest he cuts his cheese
4with cherry-pips his cottage floor is sown

5Oh how oh how he hates such pilferings
6filching the lolly country thrift helped save
7he’s gone to London how the echo rings
8for burning bushes never fish forgave

9Emboggled minds may puff and blow and guess
10shallots and sharks’fins face the smould’ring log
11the country lane just thrives on farmyard mess

12No need to cart such treasures from the fog
13the Taj Mahal has trinkets spice and gum
14in cognac brandy is Bacardi rum?

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