The wild horse champs the Parthenon's top frieze
His nasal ecstasy beats best Cologne
Old corned-beef's rusty armour spreads disease
One gathers rosebuds or grows old alone
It's one of many horrid happenings
Nought can the mouse's timid nibbling stave
An icicle of frozen marrow pings
For burning bushes never fish forgave
Emboggled minds may puff and blow and guess
One tongue will do to keep the verse agog
On wheels the tourist follows hos hostess
Southern baroque's seductive dialogue
Where no one bothered how one warmed one's bum
yet from the City's pie pulled not one plum