At five precisely out went La Marquise
The bull's horns ought to dry it like a bone
Forms shadowy with indecision wheeze
While sharks to let's say potted shrimps are prone
It's one of many horrid happenings
Nought can the mouse's timid nibbling stave
Proud death quite il-le-gi-ti-mate-ly stings
In purest cradels tha's how they behave
Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can't depress
A bird-brain banquet melts bold Mistress Mog
Poor Yorick comes to bury not address
No need to cart such treasures from the fog
Ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb
The bell tolls fee-less fi-less fo-less fum