1The marble tomb gapes wide with jangling keys
2for tea cucumber sandwiches a scone
3the Turks said just take anything you please
4with cherry-pips his cottage floor is sown

5They both are right not untamed mutterings
6filching the lolly country thrift helped save
7the fertile mother changelings drops like kings
8Etruscan words which Greece and Rome engrave

9The peasants’s skirts on rainy days she’d tress
10with quill white-collared through his life will jog
11socrates watched his hemlock effervesce

12But I can understand you Brogher Gog
13where no one bothered how one warmed one’s bum
14the best of all things to an end must come

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