1The marble tomb gapes wide with jangling keys
2through snobbish growing round her hemline zone
3upon his old oak chest he cuts his cheese
4normal one aims to be and share the throne

5To one sweet hour of bliss my memory clings
6with sombre thoughts they grimly line the nave
7in salads all chew grubs before they’ve wings
8in purest cradels tha’s how they behave

9Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can’t depress
10a bird-brain banquet melts bold Mistress Mog
11and played their mountain croquet jungle chess

12No need to cart such treasures from the fog
13where no one bothered how one warmed one’s bum
14and lessors’ dates have all too short a sum

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