At five precisely out went La Marquise
When masons clutch the breath we held on loan
Forms shadowy with indecision wheeze
Which neither time nor tide can long postpone
The roundabout eats profits made on swings
Filching the lolly country thrift helped save
The learning linguist cameramaniac sings
As sleeping-bags the silent landscape pave
The genealogist with field and fess
What things we did we went the whole darned hog
And played their mountain croquet jungle chess
We'll suffocate before the epilogue
And let you off from your opinions glum
In cognac brandy is Bacardi rum?