The wild horse champs the Parthenon's top frieze
When masons clutch the breath we held on loan
The Turks said just take anything you please
And loudly sang off-key without a tone
Old Galileo's Pisan offerings
Rejecting ermine to become a knave
Th'outrageous Thames a troubled arrow slings
Etruscan words which Greece and Rome engrave
Platonic Greece was not so talentless
And starve the sniveling baby like a dog
The country lane just thrives on farmyard mess
Lobsters for sale must be our apologue
Where no one bothered how one warmed one's bum
For Europe's glory while Fate's harpies strum