1From playboy Chance the nymph no longer flees
2the bull’s horns ought to dry it like a bone
3replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
4with cherry-pips his cottage floor is sown
5O Parthenon you hold the charger’s strings
6when flame a form to wrath ancestral gave
7they both are right not unformed smatterings
8in purest cradels tha’s how they behave
9Platonic Greece was not so talentless
10a piercint wit would sprightliest horses flog
11to prove mamma an adult with a tress
12Their sculptors did our best our hulks the clog
13though bretzels take the dols from board-room drum
14fried grilled black pudding’s still the world’s best yum
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