1Don Pedro from his shirt has washed the fleas
2licks round carved marble chops on snails full-blown
3his toga rumpled high above his knees
4that suede ferments is not at all well known

5O Parthenon you hold the charger’s strings
6signalling gauchos very rarely shave
7the learning linguist cameramaniac sings
8Etruscan words which Greece and Rome engrave

9It’s no good rich men crying Heaven Bless
10and starve the sniveling baby like a dog
11the country lane just thrives on farmyard mess

12No need to cart such treasures from the fog
13the Taj Mahal has trinkets spice and gum
14in cognac brandy is Bacardi rum?