1The wild horse champs the Parthenon’s top frieze
2when masons clutch the breath we held on loan
3her native chauffeur waited in the breeze
4and loudly sang off-key without a tone

5The roundabout eats profits made on swings
6rejecting ermine to become a knave
7such merchandise a melancholy brings
8victorious worms grind all into the grave

9Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can’t depress
10a bird-brain banquet melts bold Mistress Mog
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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