1The marble tomb gapes wide with jangling keys
2that horders of crooks felt they’d more right to own
3the Turks said just take anything you please
4while sharks to let’s say potted shrimps are prone
5The roundabout eats profits made on swings
6were pots graffiti’d over by a slave
7proud death quite il-le-gi-ti-mate-ly stings
8for burning bushes never fish forgave
9Emboggled minds may puff and blow and guess
10in indian summers Englishmen drink grog
11from cool Parnassus down to wild Loch Ness
12Their sculptors did our best our hulks the clog
13ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb
14soliloquies predict great things old chum
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