The marble tomb gapes wide with jangling keys
The answer is they could be twins full-grown
Replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
With cherry-pips his cottage floor is sown
Oh how oh how he hates such pilferings
Whose ocean still-born herrings madly brave
They both are right not unformed smatterings
In purest cradels tha's how they behave
Poetic licence needs no strain or stress
What things we did we went the whole darned hog
Poor Yorick comes to bury not address
No need to cart such treasures from the fog
With marble souvenirs then fill a slum
In cognac brandy is Bacardi rum?