At five precisely out went La Marquise When masons clutch the breath we hold on loan He bent right down and well what did he seize And empty cages show lif'e bird has flown Old Galileo's Pisan offerings With sombre thoughts they grimly line the nave In salads all chew grubs before they've wings For burning bushes never fish forgave Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can't depress What things we did we went the whole darned hog While homeward thirsts to each quenched glass say yes Bard I adore your endless monologue Do bank clerks rule their abacus by thumb? They're kings we're mammal-cousins hi ho hum |