Classic Poem

Flora upon a time
Naked Alcides' statue did behold,
And with delight admir'd each amorous limb,
Only one fault she said could be of't told:
For by right simmetry
The crafts-man had him wrong'd,
To such tall joynts a taller-club belong'd,
The club hung by his thigh:
To which the statuary did reply,
Fair nymph, in ancient days your holes by far,
Were not so hugely vast as now they are.