1He bent right down to pick up his valise
2for tea cucumber sandwiches a scone
3the understanding critic firstly sees
4and empty cages show life’s bird has flown
5O Parthenon you hold the charger’s strings
6with sombre thoughts they grimly line the nave
7in salads all chew grubs before they’ve wings
8Etruscan words which Greece and Rome engrave
9The wolf devours both sheep and shepherdess
10one tongue will do to keep the verse agog
11watching manure and compost coalesce
12Bard I adore your endless monologue
13the Taj Mahal has trinkets spice and gum
14yet from the City’s pie pulled not one plum
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