1The marble tomb gapes wide with jangling keys
2the answer is they could be twins full-grown
3upon his old oak chest he cuts his cheese
4which neither time nor tide can long postpone
5Old Galileo’s Pisan offerings
6rejecting ermine to become a knave
7such merchandise a melancholy brings
8victorious worms grind all into the grave
9Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can’t depress
10in indian summers Englishmen drink grog
11to prove mamma an adult with a tress
12No need to cart such treasures from the fog
13ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb
14they’re kings we’re mammal-cousins hi ho hum
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