1The wild horse champs the Parthenon’s top frieze
2for tea cucumber sandwiches a scone
3replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
4normal one aims to be and share the throne

5Oh how oh how he hates such pilferings
6were pots graffiti’d over by a slave
7such merchandise a melancholy brings
8that every verbal shock aims to deprave

9Poetic licence needs no strain or stress
10one tongue will do to keep the verse agog
11the colonel’s still escutcheoned in undress

12We’ll suffocate before the epilogue
13though bretzels take the dols from board-room drum
14they’re kings we’re mammal-cousins hi ho hum

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