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1The wild horse champs the Parthenon’s top frieze
2that horders of crooks felt they’d more right to own
3replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
4which neither time nor tide can long postpone

5And yet ’twas he the beggar Fate just flings
6with sombre thoughts they grimly line the nave
7an icicle of frozen marrow pings
8in purest cradels tha’s how they behave

9The genealogist with field and fess
10a bird-brain banquet melts bold Mistress Mog
11the country lane just thrives on farmyard mess

12We’ll suffocate before the epilogue
13poor reader smile before your lips go numb
14soliloquies predict great things old chum

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