1The wild horse champs the Parthenon’s top frieze
2since Elgin left his nostrils in the stone
3the understanding critic firstly sees
4while sharks to let’s say potted shrimps are prone

5They both are right not untamed mutterings
6nought can the mouse’s timid nibbling stave
7such merchandise a melancholy brings
8as sleeping-bags the silent landscape pave

9The fasting fakir doesn’t smell the less
10a bird-brain banquet melts bold Mistress Mog
11from cool Parnassus down to wild Loch Ness

12Whiskey will always wake an Irish bog
13on fish-slab whale nor seal has never swum
14fried grilled black pudding’s still the world’s best yum

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