The wild horse champs the Parthenon's top frieze
Since Elgin left his nostrils in the stone
The understanding critic firstly sees
Normal one aims to be and share the throne
To one sweet hour of bliss my memory clings
Rejecting ermine to become a knave
An icicle of frozen marrow pings
In purest cradels tha's how they behave
Emboggled minds may puff and blow and guess
And starve the sniveling baby like a dog
The colonel's still escutcheoned in undress
Their sculptors did our best our hulks the clog
Poor reader smile before your lips go numb
In cognac brandy is Bacardi rum?