1The wild horse champs the Parthenon’s top frieze
2licks round carved marble chops on snails full-blown
3the showman gargles fire and sword with ease
4which neither time nor tide can long postpone

5Oh how oh how he hates such pilferings
6nought can the mouse’s timid nibbling stave
7a daring baron pockets precious Mings
8for burning bushes never fish forgave

9The peasants’s skirts on rainy days she’d tress
10and starve the sniveling baby like a dog
11the colonel’s still escutcheoned in undress

12Lobsters for sale must be our apologue
13do bank clerks rule their abacus by thumb
14a wise loaf always knows its humblest crumb

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