1The wild horse champs the Parthenon’s top frieze
2his exaltation shocked both youth and crone
3the understanding critic firstly sees
4which neither time nor tide can long postpone

5They both are right not untamed mutterings
6that metred rhyme alone can souls enslave
7the learning linguist cameramaniac sings
8Etruscan words which Greece and Rome engrave

9The peasants’s skirts on rainy days she’d tress
10a bird-brain banquet melts bold Mistress Mog
11to prove mamma an adult with a tress

12Lobsters for sale must be our apologue
13poor reader smile before your lips go numb
14the best of all things to an end must come

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