Prose took the minstrel's verse without a squeeze
Since Elgin left his nostrils in the stone
Replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
'Ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown
O Parthenon you hold the charger's strings
When flame a form to wrath ancestral gave
An icicle of frozen marrow pings
That every verbal shock aims to deprave
Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can't depress
Shallots and sharks'fins face the smould'ring log
While homeward thirsts to each quenched glass say yes
Bard I adore your endless monologue
Ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb
The best of all things to an end must come