When all were silent as if dead,
A lizard raised his tiny head,
Wond'ring what nonsense he had heard,
Of Hardy's verse so long revered.
He slapped his tail in anger on the ground,
Believing that it made a blaring sound;
He went his way chasing a fly to eat,
His eyes downcast; his heart below his feet.
A wasp believes that men are mad,
He hovers high above, felt sad,
To hear a line of Hardy's verse,
'I came', said he, 'from bad to worse'.
'The waspish kingdom has a law'
'Tis true we kill, but as you know,
We kill to eat; you kill for hate;
You are the slaves of death and fate'
Upset was he, he buzzed and went his way,
To meet his lady-wasp during the day.
'Two guests' I muse, 'of nobler kind',
'They came to vex the human mind',
'Two guests', I muse, 'haunted by love,
They knew secrets of life above'.
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