1The wild horse champs the Parthenon’s top frieze
2since Elgin left his nostrils in the stone
3his toga rumpled high above his knees
4and empty cages show life’s bird has flown

5O Parthenon you hold the charger’s strings
6filching the lolly country thrift helped save
7in salads all chew grubs before they’ve wings
8thou homestead hillside woodland rock and cave

9Emboggled minds may puff and blow and guess
10one tongue will do to keep the verse agog
11on wheels the tourist follows hos hostess

12No need to cart such treasures from the fog
13where no one bothered how one warmed one’s bum
14in cognac brandy is Bacardi rum?

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