1The wild horse champs the Parthenon’s top frieze
2his nasal ecstasy beats best Cologne
3the understanding critic firstly sees
4’ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown

5To one sweet hour of bliss my memory clings
6nought can the mouse’s timid nibbling stave
7proud death quite il-le-gi-ti-mate-ly stings
8victorious worms grind all into the grave

9It’s no good rich men crying Heaven Bless
10what things we did we went the whole darned hog
11while homeward thirsts to each quenched glass say yes

12Lobsters for sale must be our apologue
13poor reader smile before your lips go numb
14the bell tolls fee-less fi-less fo-less fum

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