1Prose took the minstrel’s verse without a squeeze
2since Elgin left his nostrils in the stone
3his toga rumpled high above his knees
4’ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown

5The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
6with sombre thoughts they grimly line the nave
7a daring baron pockets precious Mings
8Etruscan words which Greece and Rome engrave

9The wolf devours both sheep and shepherdess
10what things we did we went the whole darned hog
11watching manure and compost coalesce

12Bard I adore your endless monologue
13poor reader smile before your lips go numb
14and lessors’ dates have all too short a sum

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