When one with t'other straightaway agrees
When masons clutch the breath we held on loan
The Turks said just take anything you please
With cherry-pips his cottage floor is sown
O Parthenon you hold the charger's strings
Nought can the mouse's timid nibbling stave
Such merchandise a melancholy brings
Victorious worms grind all into the grave
The wolf devours both sheep and shepherdess
With gravity at gravity's great cog
The country lane just thrives on farmyard mess
Their sculptors did our best our hulks the clog
Where no one bothered how one warmed one's bum
The best of all things to an end must come