1The wild horse champs the Parthenon’s top frieze
2the answer is they could be twins full-grown
3the Turks said just take anything you please
4that suede ferments is not at all well known

5They both are right not untamed mutterings
6whose ocean still-born herrings madly brave
7a daring baron pockets precious Mings
8in purest cradels tha’s how they behave

9When dried the terrapin can naught express
10a bird-brain banquet melts bold Mistress Mog
11watching manure and compost coalesce

12One misses cricket hearth and croaking frog
13on fish-slab whale nor seal has never swum
14fried grilled black pudding’s still the world’s best yum

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