1The wild horse champs the Parthenon’s top frieze
2his nasal ecstasy beats best Cologne
3the understanding critic firstly sees
4that suede ferments is not at all well known

5It’s one of many horrid happenings
6with sombre thoughts they grimly line the nave
7in salads all chew grubs before they’ve wings
8Etruscan words which Greece and Rome engrave

9When dried the terrapin can naught express
10or grinning like a pale-faced golliwog
11and played their mountain croquet jungle chess

12Southern baroque’s seductive dialogue
13poor reader smile before your lips go numb
14for Europe’s glory while Fate’s harpies strum

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