1The marble tomb gapes wide with jangling keys
2the answer is they could be twins full-grown
3the understanding critic firstly sees
4and empty cages show life’s bird has flown

5The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
6with sombre thoughts they grimly line the nave
7he’s gone to London how the echo rings
8that every verbal shock aims to deprave

9The peasants’s skirts on rainy days she’d tress
10or grinning like a pale-faced golliwog
11on wheels the tourist follows hos hostess

12Lobsters for sale must be our apologue
13and let you off from your opinions glum
14in cognac brandy is Bacardi rum?

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