1The wild horse champs the Parthenon’s top frieze
2for tea cucumber sandwiches a scone
3his toga rumpled high above his knees
4and empty cages show life’s bird has flown

5It’s one of many horrid happenings
6rejecting ermine to become a knave
7such merchandise a melancholy brings
8in purest cradels tha’s how they behave

9The peasants’s skirts on rainy days she’d tress
10with quill white-collared through his life will jog
11on wheels the tourist follows hos hostess

12Whiskey will always wake an Irish bog
13do bank clerks rule their abacus by thumb
14the best of all things to an end must come

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