1The marble tomb gapes wide with jangling keys
2his exaltation shocked both youth and crone
3her native chauffeur waited in the breeze
4normal one aims to be and share the throne

5Oh how oh how he hates such pilferings
6when flame a form to wrath ancestral gave
7they both are right not unformed smatterings
8Etruscan words which Greece and Rome engrave

9The fasting fakir doesn’t smell the less
10with gravity at gravity’s great cog
11the colonel’s still escutcheoned in undress

12Bard I adore your endless monologue
13with marble souvenirs then fill a slum
14the best of all things to an end must come

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