The wild horse champs the Parthenon's top frieze
His exaltation shocked both youth and crone
He bent right down and well what did he seize
One gathers rosebuds or grows old alone
Oh how oh how he hates such pilferings
Signalling gauchos very rarely shave
Such merchandise a melancholy brings
In purest cradels tha's how they behave
Emboggled minds may puff and blow and guess
A bird-brain banquet melts bold Mistress Mog
Socrates watched his hemlock effervesce
No need to cart such treasures from the fog
Ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb
The bell tolls fee-less fi-less fo-less fum