1The wild horse champs the Parthenon’s top frieze
2his nasal ecstasy beats best Cologne
3the Turks said just take anything you please
4with cherry-pips his cottage floor is sown

5They both are right not untamed mutterings
6nought can the mouse’s timid nibbling stave
7such merchandise a melancholy brings
8till firemen come with hose-piped tidal wave

9Platonic Greece was not so talentless
10with gravity at gravity’s great cog
11and played their mountain croquet jungle chess

12Southern baroque’s seductive dialogue
13suits lisping Spanish tongues for whom say some
14yet from the City’s pie pulled not one plum

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