If ever you fishing we chance to find,
If ever maltreating the smallest worm,
Or to the least item prove aught but firm,
We'll soon all come back, and will with us bring
The adder to bite with his poisoned sting;
The earwig on those dull brains to prey
Which scattered within your pate may stray;
While your eyes I shall pick out as dainty food,
As a bit of a snack for my unfledged brood."
Yes, he now has enough of experience bought