1Don Pedro from his shirt has washed the fleas
2for tea cucumber sandwiches a scone
3forms shadowy with indecision wheeze
4normal one aims to be and share the throne
5O Parthenon you hold the charger’s strings
6with sombre thoughts they grimly line the nave
7such merchandise a melancholy brings
8victorious worms grind all into the grave
9Platonic Greece was not so talentless
10in indian summers Englishmen drink grog
11from cool Parnassus down to wild Loch Ness
12We’ll suffocate before the epilogue
13ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb
14a wise loaf always knows its humblest crumb
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