The marble tomb gapes wide with jangling keys
Licks round carved marble chops on snails full-blown
The showman gargles fire and sword with ease
One gathers rosebuds or grows old alone
Old Galileo's Pisan offerings
Rejecting ermine to become a knave
Such merchandise a melancholy brings
The nicest kids for strickiest toffees crave
The peasants's skirts on rainy days she'd tress
Or grinning like a pale-faced golliwog
From cool Parnassus down to wild Loch Ness
But I can understand you Brogher Gog
With marble souvenirs then fill a slum
The bell tolls fee-less fi-less fo-less fum