1The wild horse champs the Parthenon’s top frieze
2when masons clutch the breath we held on loan
3the understanding critic firstly sees
4the thumb- and finger-prints of Al Capone
5They both are right not untamed mutterings
6with sombre thoughts they grimly line the nave
7in salads all chew grubs before they’ve wings
8Etruscan words which Greece and Rome engrave
9The fasting fakir doesn’t smell the less
10with gravity at gravity’s great cog
11to prove mamma an adult with a tress
12Their sculptors did our best our hulks the clog
13on fish-slab whale nor seal has never swum
14a wise loaf always knows its humblest crumb
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