1The wild horse champs the Parthenon’s top frieze
2his nasal ecstasy beats best Cologne
3his toga rumpled high above his knees
4and empty cages show life’s bird has flown

5O Parthenon you hold the charger’s strings
6rejecting ermine to become a knave
7th’outrageous Thames a troubled arrow slings
8in purest cradels tha’s how they behave

9Platonic Greece was not so talentless
10in indian summers Englishmen drink grog
11the colonel’s still escutcheoned in undress

12With breaking voice across the Alps they slog
13poor reader smile before your lips go numb
14soliloquies predict great things old chum

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