1The wild horse champs the Parthenon’s top frieze
2since Elgin left his nostrils in the stone
3replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
4’ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown

5How it suprised us pale grey underlings
6signalling gauchos very rarely shave
7they both are right not unformed smatterings
8in purest cradels tha’s how they behave

9The peasants’s skirts on rainy days she’d tress
10in indian summers Englishmen drink grog
11and played their mountain croquet jungle chess

12Bard I adore your endless monologue
13do bank clerks rule their abacus by thumb
14yet from the City’s pie pulled not one plum

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