The marble tomb gapes wide with jangling keys
That horders of crooks felt they'd more right to own
The Turks said just take anything you please
While sharks to let's say potted shrimps are prone
How it suprised us pale grey underlings
Rejecting ermine to become a knave
Th'outrageous Thames a troubled arrow slings
The nicest kids for strickiest toffees crave
Platonic Greece was not so talentless
With quill white-collared through his life will jog
The colonel's still escutcheoned in undress
Whiskey will always wake an Irish bog
And let you off from your opinions glum
And lessors' dates have all too short a sum