1The wild horse champs the Parthenon’s top frieze
2through snobbish growing round her hemline zone
3he bent right down and well what did he seize
4which neither time nor tide can long postpone
5They both are right not untamed mutterings
6when flame a form to wrath ancestral gave
7the learning linguist cameramaniac sings
8to break a rule Britannia’s might might waive
9When dried the terrapin can naught express
10with gravity at gravity’s great cog
11watching manure and compost coalesce
12Whiskey will always wake an Irish bog
13and let you off from your opinions glum
14soliloquies predict great things old chum
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