The marble tomb gapes wide with jangling keys
His exaltation shocked both youth and crone
The Turks said just take anything you please
The thumb- and finger-prints of Al Capone
It's one of many horrid happenings
With sombre thoughts they grimly line the nave
The learning linguist cameramaniac sings
For burning bushes never fish forgave
Emboggled minds may puff and blow and guess
A bird-brain banquet melts bold Mistress Mog
The colonel's still escutcheoned in undress
Bard I adore your endless monologue
Ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb
yet from the City's pie pulled not one plum