The marble tomb gapes wide with jangling keys
The answer is they could be twins full-grown
Old corned-beef's rusty armour spreads disease
Which neither time nor tide can long postpone
Old Galileo's Pisan offerings
Were pots graffiti'd over by a slave
The learning linguist cameramaniac sings
Thou homestead hillside woodland rock and cave
Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can't depress
Or grinning like a pale-faced golliwog
On wheels the tourist follows hos hostess
Southern baroque's seductive dialogue
Do bank clerks rule their abacus by thumb
yet from the City's pie pulled not one plum