The marble tomb gapes wide with jangling keys
Since Elgin left his nostrils in the stone
His toga rumpled high above his knees
And loudly sang off-key without a tone
To one sweet hour of bliss my memory clings
Rejecting ermine to become a knave
An icicle of frozen marrow pings
To break a rule Britannia's might might waive
The wolf devours both sheep and shepherdess
Or grinning like a pale-faced golliwog
And played their mountain croquet jungle chess
We'll suffocate before the epilogue
On fish-slab whale nor seal has never swum
They're kings we're mammal-cousins hi ho hum