1The marble tomb gapes wide with jangling keys
2through snobbish growing round her hemline zone
3the understanding critic firstly sees
4normal one aims to be and share the throne
5How it suprised us pale grey underlings
6that metred rhyme alone can souls enslave
7th’outrageous Thames a troubled arrow slings
8victorious worms grind all into the grave
9Emboggled minds may puff and blow and guess
10or grinning like a pale-faced golliwog
11to prove mamma an adult with a tress
12No need to cart such treasures from the fog
13poor reader smile before your lips go numb
14they’re kings we’re mammal-cousins hi ho hum
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