1The wild horse champs the Parthenon’s top frieze
2his nasal ecstasy beats best Cologne
3he bent right down and well what did he seize
4and loudly sang off-key without a tone

5O Parthenon you hold the charger’s strings
6whose ocean still-born herrings madly brave
7in salads all chew grubs before they’ve wings
8the nicest kids for strickiest toffees crave

9Poetic licence needs no strain or stress
10with quill white-collared through his life will jog
11to prove mamma an adult with a tress

12With breaking voice across the Alps they slog
13do bank clerks rule their abacus by thumb
14fried grilled black pudding’s still the world’s best yum

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