1The wild horse champs the Parthenon’s top frieze
2since Elgin left his nostrils in the stone
3forms shadowy with indecision wheeze
4while sharks to let’s say potted shrimps are prone

5And yet ’twas he the beggar Fate just flings
6the North Wind Bites into his architrave
7such merchandise a melancholy brings
8thou homestead hillside woodland rock and cave

9The peasants’s skirts on rainy days she’d tress
10what things we did we went the whole darned hog
11from cool Parnassus down to wild Loch Ness

12Lobsters for sale must be our apologue
13ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb
14soliloquies predict great things old chum

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