I had a trip to the British Museum to look at the Elgin Marbles

                            Rearing up a remnant from disasters unchaste chatter

                            Their heads blown away they breathe new thoughts

                            A reformation's gasp unnoticed alive in a corner

                            As soft noses sniff the air of survival

                            Saved by the bi- millenia of tucked shadow

                            The delicate scent nascent with demos and self

                            The soft muzzle tells the lie of our image

                            It's classic - intransigence melted by the cream marble

                            The dream is smashed - replaced by this reality

                            A once Athenian flesh a rare incident translated

                            Reassured a lasting - enacted under the blue skies

                            Rerun this acclaimed drama plays for today's seduction