Some men there were that did suppose the skie
Was made of Carbonado’d Antidotes;
But my opinion is, a Whale’s left eye,
Need not be coynéd all King Harry groates.
The reason’s plain, for Charon’s Westerne barge
Running a tilt at the Subjunctive mood,
Beckoned to Bednal Green, and gave him charge
To fasten padlockes with Antartic food.
The End will be the Mill ponds must be laded,
To fish for white pots in a Country dance;