1The wild horse champs the Parthenon’s top frieze
2for tea cucumber sandwiches a scone
3the Turks said just take anything you please
4which neither time nor tide can long postpone

5O Parthenon you hold the charger’s strings
6when flame a form to wrath ancestral gave
7an icicle of frozen marrow pings
8as sleeping-bags the silent landscape pave

9The fasting fakir doesn’t smell the less
10in indian summers Englishmen drink grog
11on wheels the tourist follows hos hostess

12Bard I adore your endless monologue
13poor reader smile before your lips go numb
14in cognac brandy is Bacardi rum?

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