At five precisely out went La Marquise
Through snobbish growing round her hemline zone
Replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
Which neither time nor tide can long postpone
To one sweet hour of bliss my memory clings
Nought can the mouse's timid nibbling stave
They both are right not unformed smatterings
The nicest kids for strickiest toffees crave
The genealogist with field and fess
With gravity at gravity's great cog
Poor Yorick comes to bury not address
Southern baroque's seductive dialogue
Where no one bothered how one warmed one's bum
They're kings we're mammal-cousins hi ho hum