1The wild horse champs the Parthenon’s top frieze
2his nasal ecstasy beats best Cologne
3the understanding critic firstly sees
4and loudly sang off-key without a tone

5And yet ’twas he the beggar Fate just flings
6that metred rhyme alone can souls enslave
7such merchandise a melancholy brings
8the nicest kids for strickiest toffees crave

9The wolf devours both sheep and shepherdess
10one tongue will do to keep the verse agog
11poor Yorick comes to bury not address

12Whiskey will always wake an Irish bog
13on fish-slab whale nor seal has never swum
14fried grilled black pudding’s still the world’s best yum

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