1The wild horse champs the Parthenon’s top frieze
2his exaltation shocked both youth and crone
3he bent right down and well what did he seize
4with cherry-pips his cottage floor is sown

5Oh how oh how he hates such pilferings
6filching the lolly country thrift helped save
7an icicle of frozen marrow pings
8victorious worms grind all into the grave

9Emboggled minds may puff and blow and guess
10in indian summers Englishmen drink grog
11the country lane just thrives on farmyard mess

12We’ll suffocate before the epilogue
13suits lisping Spanish tongues for whom say some
14the bell tolls fee-less fi-less fo-less fum

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