1The marble tomb gapes wide with jangling keys
2that horders of crooks felt they’d more right to own
3upon his old oak chest he cuts his cheese
4with cherry-pips his cottage floor is sown

5The roundabout eats profits made on swings
6whose ocean still-born herrings madly brave
7the learning linguist cameramaniac sings
8the nicest kids for strickiest toffees crave

9The wolf devours both sheep and shepherdess
10what things we did we went the whole darned hog
11while homeward thirsts to each quenched glass say yes

12Their sculptors did our best our hulks the clog
13suits lisping Spanish tongues for whom say some
14yet from the City’s pie pulled not one plum

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