At five precisely out went La Marquise
The answer is they could be twins full-grown
His toga rumpled high above his knees
That suede ferments is not at all well known
O Parthenon you hold the charger's strings
That metred rhyme alone can souls enslave
The learning linguist cameramaniac sings
In purest cradels tha's how they behave
The peasants's skirts on rainy days she'd tress
A bird-brain banquet melts bold Mistress Mog
Socrates watched his hemlock effervesce
Their sculptors did our best our hulks the clog
With marble souvenirs then fill a slum
And lessors' dates have all too short a sum