1Prose took the minstrel’s verse without a squeeze
2his exaltation shocked both youth and crone
3replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
4which neither time nor tide can long postpone
5O Parthenon you hold the charger’s strings
6were pots graffiti’d over by a slave
7the learning linguist cameramaniac sings
8till firemen come with hose-piped tidal wave
9Poetic licence needs no strain or stress
10a piercint wit would sprightliest horses flog
11the country lane just thrives on farmyard mess
12Whiskey will always wake an Irish bog
13though bretzels take the dols from board-room drum
14a wise loaf always knows its humblest crumb
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