1The acid tongue with gourmet’s expertise
2the bull’s horns ought to dry it like a bone
3the showman gargles fire and sword with ease
4and empty cages show life’s bird has flown

5O Parthenon you hold the charger’s strings
6nought can the mouse’s timid nibbling stave
7he’s gone to London how the echo rings
8in purest cradels tha’s how they behave

9Poetic licence needs no strain or stress
10with gravity at gravity’s great cog
11watching manure and compost coalesce

12Bard I adore your endless monologue
13ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb
14a wise loaf always knows its humblest crumb

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