1Prose took the minstrel’s verse without a squeeze
2the bull’s horns ought to dry it like a bone
3replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
4and empty cages show life’s bird has flown

5O Parthenon you hold the charger’s strings
6signalling gauchos very rarely shave
7in salads all chew grubs before they’ve wings
8to break a rule Britannia’s might might waive

9Poetic licence needs no strain or stress
10a piercint wit would sprightliest horses flog
11while homeward thirsts to each quenched glass say yes

12Their sculptors did our best our hulks the clog
13ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb
14yet from the City’s pie pulled not one plum

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