1The wild horse champs the Parthenon’s top frieze
2his nasal ecstasy beats best Cologne
3the showman gargles fire and sword with ease
4while sharks to let’s say potted shrimps are prone

5The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
6with sombre thoughts they grimly line the nave
7such merchandise a melancholy brings
8that every verbal shock aims to deprave

9Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can’t depress
10what things we did we went the whole darned hog
11from cool Parnassus down to wild Loch Ness

12With breaking voice across the Alps they slog
13with marble souvenirs then fill a slum
14the best of all things to an end must come

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