1The marble tomb gapes wide with jangling keys
2licks round carved marble chops on snails full-blown
3her native chauffeur waited in the breeze
4’ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown

5Oh how oh how he hates such pilferings
6were pots graffiti’d over by a slave
7proud death quite il-le-gi-ti-mate-ly stings
8for burning bushes never fish forgave

9The fasting fakir doesn’t smell the less
10with gravity at gravity’s great cog
11and played their mountain croquet jungle chess

12Bard I adore your endless monologue
13suits lisping Spanish tongues for whom say some
14fried grilled black pudding’s still the world’s best yum

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