1The marble tomb gapes wide with jangling keys
2licks round carved marble chops on snails full-blown
3the Turks said just take anything you please
4and loudly sang off-key without a tone

5And yet ’twas he the beggar Fate just flings
6signalling gauchos very rarely shave
7the learning linguist cameramaniac sings
8as sleeping-bags the silent landscape pave

9When dried the terrapin can naught express
10shallots and sharks’fins face the smould’ring log
11on wheels the tourist follows hos hostess

12One misses cricket hearth and croaking frog
13on fish-slab whale nor seal has never swum
14the best of all things to an end must come

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