The marble tomb gapes wide with jangling keys
The answer is they could be twins full-grown
The Turks said just take anything you please
That suede ferments is not at all well known
They both are right not untamed mutterings
Signalling gauchos very rarely shave
Such merchandise a melancholy brings
Victorious worms grind all into the grave
Platonic Greece was not so talentless
With gravity at gravity's great cog
Poor Yorick comes to bury not address
We'll suffocate before the epilogue
With marble souvenirs then fill a slum
The best of all things to an end must come