158 Poem by Xavier Mandreza

Whatever the Cause of their own Decide
Know that such Herbs extract their Require
For both Ripened Knobs their Buns coincide
And Graph their Plans to their Thoughts conspire
Which, in their Hammers, respect and decline
And let their Secretaries remit both Notes
Of their Best Interest those Sugars refine
Cast through Honoured Flames whilst roasting Fresh Votes
But what Remains which none could Refer -
None that Lorded Ghosts and Gods could repel:
Mould their Fine Persons; And ignite Character
By Growth their Future Sentiments will Spell.
That which Endures, the Immortal Word be
Read their Fresh Scrolls as far as both Scribes can see.