1The wild horse champs the Parthenon’s top frieze
2his nasal ecstasy beats best Cologne
3the showman gargles fire and sword with ease
4’ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown

5They both are right not untamed mutterings
6that metred rhyme alone can souls enslave
7they both are right not unformed smatterings
8till firemen come with hose-piped tidal wave

9Poetic licence needs no strain or stress
10and starve the sniveling baby like a dog
11socrates watched his hemlock effervesce

12Bard I adore your endless monologue
13poor reader smile before your lips go numb
14soliloquies predict great things old chum

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