The wild horse champs the Parthenon's top frieze
That horders of crooks felt they'd more right to own
Replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
That suede ferments is not at all well known
To one sweet hour of bliss my memory clings
With sombre thoughts they grimly line the nave
The learning linguist cameramaniac sings
That every verbal shock aims to deprave
Poetic licence needs no strain or stress
One tongue will do to keep the verse agog
Poor Yorick comes to bury not address
Their sculptors did our best our hulks the clog
Ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb
Fried grilled black pudding's still the world's best yum