1The marble tomb gapes wide with jangling keys
2that horders of crooks felt they’d more right to own
3the understanding critic firstly sees
4and loudly sang off-key without a tone
5Oh how oh how he hates such pilferings
6that metred rhyme alone can souls enslave
7the learning linguist cameramaniac sings
8Etruscan words which Greece and Rome engrave
9The wolf devours both sheep and shepherdess
10with quill white-collared through his life will jog
11the colonel’s still escutcheoned in undress
12One misses cricket hearth and croaking frog
13on fish-slab whale nor seal has never swum
14for Europe’s glory while Fate’s harpies strum
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