1The wild horse champs the Parthenon’s top frieze
2that horders of crooks felt they’d more right to own
3the understanding critic firstly sees
4which neither time nor tide can long postpone
5The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
6rejecting ermine to become a knave
7th’outrageous Thames a troubled arrow slings
8that every verbal shock aims to deprave
9When dried the terrapin can naught express
10one tongue will do to keep the verse agog
11to prove mamma an adult with a tress
12With breaking voice across the Alps they slog
13the Taj Mahal has trinkets spice and gum
14and lessors’ dates have all too short a sum
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