In the shallows of Cornwall, the Pelican took.
In a party so large you must easily think
Some dissentions arose about victuals and drink.
Thus, the tongues of the delicate all were at work,
In abusing that foul-feeding savage the Stork,
For harpooning live frogs with his double-prong’d fork;
While the Bustard by few was esteem’d over nice,
For supping so sweetly on moles, and on mice.
Then, the lovers of salad were fuming and huffing,
At the very bad oil introduc’d by the Puffin.