1The wild horse champs the Parthenon’s top frieze
2for tea cucumber sandwiches a scone
3the understanding critic firstly sees
4that suede ferments is not at all well known

5It’s one of many horrid happenings
6filching the lolly country thrift helped save
7the fertile mother changelings drops like kings
8Etruscan words which Greece and Rome engrave

9The peasants’s skirts on rainy days she’d tress
10with quill white-collared through his life will jog
11while homeward thirsts to each quenched glass say yes

12Their sculptors did our best our hulks the clog
13the Taj Mahal has trinkets spice and gum
14yet from the City’s pie pulled not one plum

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