1The wild horse champs the Parthenon’s top frieze
2licks round carved marble chops on snails full-blown
3upon his old oak chest he cuts his cheese
4while sharks to let’s say potted shrimps are prone

5The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
6the North Wind Bites into his architrave
7the learning linguist cameramaniac sings
8for burning bushes never fish forgave

9Emboggled minds may puff and blow and guess
10with gravity at gravity’s great cog
11watching manure and compost coalesce

12But I can understand you Brogher Gog
13the Taj Mahal has trinkets spice and gum
14a wise loaf always knows its humblest crumb