1The marble tomb gapes wide with jangling keys
2that horders of crooks felt they’d more right to own
3replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
4while sharks to let’s say potted shrimps are prone

5They both are right not untamed mutterings
6that metred rhyme alone can souls enslave
7the fertile mother changelings drops like kings
8as sleeping-bags the silent landscape pave

9Poetic licence needs no strain or stress
10with quill white-collared through his life will jog
11and played their mountain croquet jungle chess

12Bard I adore your endless monologue
13where no one bothered how one warmed one’s bum
14yet from the City’s pie pulled not one plum

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