The wild horse champs the Parthenon's top frieze
Since Elgin left his nostrils in the stone
Forms shadowy with indecision wheeze
'Ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown
It's one of many horrid happenings
Rejecting ermine to become a knave
They both are right not unformed smatterings
The nicest kids for strickiest toffees crave
Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can't depress
A bird-brain banquet melts bold Mistress Mog
And played their mountain croquet jungle chess
Whiskey will always wake an Irish bog
With marble souvenirs then fill a slum
Soliloquies predict great things old chum