Lucey, poetry, present, Rupert, silliness

WORLD POETRY DAY – the posh poet goes for it….

SOME LINES by CAPT. A VENNING’S DOG TINNERS
ON the DEATH of PRINCE RUPERT’S DOG BOYE at the RECENT BATTLE OF MARSTON MOOR

O shagg’d cavalier! No more to begg,
To fetch, or steal a bone –
The noblest of Prince Rupert’s trayne
Doth lie here overthrown.

For all thy pride and high degree
Brave Cur, now thou hast had it
Cut down in thy prime of life
By, likely, Hollie Babbitt.

Yet, Boye, mind well, thou proudest Dogg
That ever tupped a bitch
The paths of glory do but lead
Into a Yorkshire ditch.

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