Open Sesame! Yes, that's the word, John!
In your den you would stop, or e'en shut up your shop,
Your proceedings are highly absurd, John!
Spite your bounce and your boast, I have got you on toast,
And thereby, friend John, hangs a big tale.
When your carcase I'd wake, I have only to take
A sailor's round turn at your pigtail!
Your notion of shopkeeping's shutter and key.
Since you don't know their use, hand 'em over to Me!
For thousands of years your pride and your fears