Monday, August 10, 2015


George III knew the language of birds
But pretended not too. When a rook
Flying across the moon called out
“Beware! Your eldest son loves not you
Nor any man and will take your throne
While you still live!” the King
Did not pause in his conversation
With the gaudy Anatolian traveller
Busily spinning him a story
Concerning  dervishes and sinister eunuchs.

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