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The wild horse champs the Parthenon's top frieze
Licks round carved marble chops on snails full-blown
Upon his old oak chest he cuts his cheese
Which neither time nor tide can long postpone
Old Galileo's Pisan offerings
When flame a form to wrath ancestral gave
In salads all chew grubs before they've wings
To break a rule Britannia's might might waive
The wolf devours both sheep and shepherdess
What things we did we went the whole darned hog
Poor Yorick comes to bury not address
With breaking voice across the Alps they slog
Where no one bothered how one warmed one's bum
And lessors' dates have all too short a sum
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