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

5The roundabout eats profits made on swings
6with sombre thoughts they grimly line the nave
7th’outrageous Thames a troubled arrow slings
8to break a rule Britannia’s might might waive

9The peasants’s skirts on rainy days she’d tress
10shallots and sharks’fins face the smould’ring log
11and played their mountain croquet jungle chess

12Bard I adore your endless monologue
13ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb
14the best of all things to an end must come

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