1The wild horse champs the Parthenon’s top frieze
2the bull’s horns ought to dry it like a bone
3the Turks said just take anything you please
4that suede ferments is not at all well known

5They both are right not untamed mutterings
6nought can the mouse’s timid nibbling stave
7such merchandise a melancholy brings
8Etruscan words which Greece and Rome engrave

9The genealogist with field and fess
10in indian summers Englishmen drink grog
11on wheels the tourist follows hos hostess

12Bard I adore your endless monologue
13do bank clerks rule their abacus by thumb
14the best of all things to an end must come

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