1Don Pedro from his shirt has washed the fleas
2since Elgin left his nostrils in the stone
3old corned-beef’s rusty armour spreads disease
4and empty cages show life’s bird has flown

5Old Galileo’s Pisan offerings
6with sombre thoughts they grimly line the nave
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
10one tongue will do to keep the verse agog
11from cool Parnassus down to wild Loch Ness

12Bard I adore your endless monologue
13the Taj Mahal has trinkets spice and gum
14the best of all things to an end must come

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