1The wild horse champs the Parthenon’s top frieze
2his exaltation shocked both youth and crone
3her native chauffeur waited in the breeze
4and empty cages show life’s bird has flown
5They both are right not untamed mutterings
6that metred rhyme alone can souls enslave
7the learning linguist cameramaniac sings
8to break a rule Britannia’s might might waive
9The genealogist with field and fess
10with gravity at gravity’s great cog
11and played their mountain croquet jungle chess
12Lobsters for sale must be our apologue
13poor reader smile before your lips go numb
14for Europe’s glory while Fate’s harpies strum
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