1The marble tomb gapes wide with jangling keys
2his exaltation shocked both youth and crone
3the understanding critic firstly sees
4with cherry-pips his cottage floor is sown

5It’s one of many horrid happenings
6nought can the mouse’s timid nibbling stave
7a daring baron pockets precious Mings
8till firemen come with hose-piped tidal wave

9Emboggled minds may puff and blow and guess
10a bird-brain banquet melts bold Mistress Mog
11and played their mountain croquet jungle chess

12No need to cart such treasures from the fog
13do bank clerks rule their abacus by thumb
14yet from the City’s pie pulled not one plum