1The wild horse champs the Parthenon’s top frieze
2the bull’s horns ought to dry it like a bone
3old corned-beef’s rusty armour spreads disease
4with cherry-pips his cottage floor is sown
5Oh how oh how he hates such pilferings
6rejecting ermine to become a knave
7such merchandise a melancholy brings
8till firemen come with hose-piped tidal wave
9When dried the terrapin can naught express
10in indian summers Englishmen drink grog
11on wheels the tourist follows hos hostess
12No need to cart such treasures from the fog
13the Taj Mahal has trinkets spice and gum
14in cognac brandy is Bacardi rum?
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