The Anglican Friar, and the Fish which he Took by Hook and by Crook / A Comic Legend

by active 19th century Novice

We must now leave the monk for a moment or two,

And quick after the steps of the Abbot pursue,

Who can very fast walk when he thinks he's not seen,

And is scamp'ring now o'er the meadows (so green),

For he really believed that the friar said true,

That he'd lost the right path which would lead the hut to,

But he felt quite determined to find it.

And although the sun's rays were so scorchingly hot

That he red in the face as a furnace had got,