Nid—nod!
In a virgin’s lap the beast slept sound,
They say ... but I—
I think (Is anyone around?)
That’s just a lie!
If you have taken a musketoon
To flinders ’twill flash ’neath the wizard moon.
So I should take browned batter-cake,
Hot-buttered inside, like foam to flake.
And I should take an easy heart