NIMROD.
Nimrod he was a hunter in the days of long ago,
Caring little for things of state, little for things of show;
When the unenlightened around him squabbled for wealth or fame
Nimrod fled to the forests and gave himself up to Game.
I've never been told what jungles old Nimrod called his own,
Or studied the "Sportsman's Record" he scratched on a shoulder-bone;
I haven't heard what he shot with nor even what game he slew,
But I know he was fore-forefather to fellows like me and you.