1The marble tomb gapes wide with jangling keys
2since Elgin left his nostrils in the stone
3he bent right down and well what did he seize
4the thumb- and finger-prints of Al Capone
5It’s one of many horrid happenings
6the North Wind Bites into his architrave
7a daring baron pockets precious Mings
8thou homestead hillside woodland rock and cave
9The genealogist with field and fess
10one tongue will do to keep the verse agog
11watching manure and compost coalesce
12But I can understand you Brogher Gog
13suits lisping Spanish tongues for whom say some
14yet from the City’s pie pulled not one plum
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