1The wild horse champs the Parthenon’s top frieze
2for tea cucumber sandwiches a scone
3the understanding critic firstly sees
4and empty cages show life’s bird has flown

5How it suprised us pale grey underlings
6the North Wind Bites into his architrave
7the fertile mother changelings drops like kings
8in purest cradels tha’s how they behave

9The genealogist with field and fess
10in indian summers Englishmen drink grog
11from cool Parnassus down to wild Loch Ness

12No need to cart such treasures from the fog
13with marble souvenirs then fill a slum
14they’re kings we’re mammal-cousins hi ho hum

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