The Ancient Greeks occupied more
than mere moral high grounds. Think bow-
legged ladsters lubriciously
coxing philosophers foulies
into downbound and upbound highs.
Cheeky waypoints, set by legends.

At 0 dark 30, pussers piped
the Draught down to dwarf-sized despair.
Footloose, our legacy got noosed.
Cerebral vortex circumcised,
here we are, submissive swabbers,
still aching for skippers daughters.