The wild horse champs the Parthenon's top frieze
For tea cucumber sandwiches a scone
Old corned-beef's rusty armour spreads disease
Normal one aims to be and share the throne
Oh how oh how he hates such pilferings
That metred rhyme alone can souls enslave
Th'outrageous Thames a troubled arrow slings
Etruscan words which Greece and Rome engrave
The fasting fakir doesn't smell the less
One tongue will do to keep the verse agog
Poor Yorick comes to bury not address
Bard I adore your endless monologue
The Taj Mahal has trinkets spice and gum
A wise loaf always knows its humblest crumb