1The wild horse champs the Parthenon’s top frieze
2licks round carved marble chops on snails full-blown
3forms shadowy with indecision wheeze
4with cherry-pips his cottage floor is sown

5It’s one of many horrid happenings
6with sombre thoughts they grimly line the nave
7such merchandise a melancholy brings
8Etruscan words which Greece and Rome engrave

9The fasting fakir doesn’t smell the less
10a piercint wit would sprightliest horses flog
11the country lane just thrives on farmyard mess

12No need to cart such treasures from the fog
13on fish-slab whale nor seal has never swum
14soliloquies predict great things old chum

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