1The wild horse champs the Parthenon’s top frieze
2licks round carved marble chops on snails full-blown
3the Turks said just take anything you please
4one gathers rosebuds or grows old alone

5Old Galileo’s Pisan offerings
6when flame a form to wrath ancestral gave
7he’s gone to London how the echo rings
8till firemen come with hose-piped tidal wave

9The fasting fakir doesn’t smell the less
10what things we did we went the whole darned hog
11to prove mamma an adult with a tress

12Whiskey will always wake an Irish bog
13poor reader smile before your lips go numb
14for Europe’s glory while Fate’s harpies strum

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