1The wild horse champs the Parthenon’s top frieze
2the bull’s horns ought to dry it like a bone
3her native chauffeur waited in the breeze
4with cherry-pips his cottage floor is sown
5To one sweet hour of bliss my memory clings
6rejecting ermine to become a knave
7the learning linguist cameramaniac sings
8the nicest kids for strickiest toffees crave
9When dried the terrapin can naught express
10and starve the sniveling baby like a dog
11the colonel’s still escutcheoned in undress
12We’ll suffocate before the epilogue
13though bretzels take the dols from board-room drum
14the bell tolls fee-less fi-less fo-less fum
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