1The wild horse champs the Parthenon’s top frieze
2that horders of crooks felt they’d more right to own
3the understanding critic firstly sees
4one gathers rosebuds or grows old alone

5Old Galileo’s Pisan offerings
6signalling gauchos very rarely shave
7the learning linguist cameramaniac sings
8till firemen come with hose-piped tidal wave

9The genealogist with field and fess
10in indian summers Englishmen drink grog
11watching manure and compost coalesce

12Whiskey will always wake an Irish bog
13where no one bothered how one warmed one’s bum
14the best of all things to an end must come

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