The marble tomb gapes wide with jangling keys
Licks round carved marble chops on snails full-blown
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
Such merchandise a melancholy brings
In purest cradels tha's how they behave
Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can't depress
A piercint wit would sprightliest horses flog
To prove mamma an adult with a tress
Southern baroque's seductive dialogue
Do bank clerks rule their abacus by thumb
yet from the City's pie pulled not one plum