1The marble tomb gapes wide with jangling keys
2when masons clutch the breath we held on loan
3he bent right down and well what did he seize
4that suede ferments is not at all well known
5Oh how oh how he hates such pilferings
6whose ocean still-born herrings madly brave
7a daring baron pockets precious Mings
8Etruscan words which Greece and Rome engrave
9Platonic Greece was not so talentless
10or grinning like a pale-faced golliwog
11while homeward thirsts to each quenched glass say yes
12No need to cart such treasures from the fog
13though bretzels take the dols from board-room drum
14in cognac brandy is Bacardi rum?
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