And oft, to amuse his Highness—
For naught we feared as his frowns—
We bleated and barked and bellowed,
And danced like circus-clowns.
Then crowed with delight our despot;
So well he liked his home,
He summoned his brother, Algie,
From the realm beyond the foam.
And he is a laughing tyrant,
With dimples and golden curls;