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The wild horse champs the Parthenon's top frieze
Through snobbish growing round her hemline zone
Replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
That suede ferments is not at all well known
Old Galileo's Pisan offerings
Filching the lolly country thrift helped save
In salads all chew grubs before they've wings
Thou homestead hillside woodland rock and cave
When dried the terrapin can naught express
What things we did we went the whole darned hog
The country lane just thrives on farmyard mess
Whiskey will always wake an Irish bog
The Taj Mahal has trinkets spice and gum
The best of all things to an end must come
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