1The wild horse champs the Parthenon’s top frieze
2when masons clutch the breath we held on loan
3the Turks said just take anything you please
4that suede ferments is not at all well known

5The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
6nought can the mouse’s timid nibbling stave
7th’outrageous Thames a troubled arrow slings
8victorious worms grind all into the grave

9Platonic Greece was not so talentless
10what things we did we went the whole darned hog
11while homeward thirsts to each quenched glass say yes

12But I can understand you Brogher Gog
13do bank clerks rule their abacus by thumb
14the best of all things to an end must come

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