Out of words

Who would steal the lilies
from a vestal virgin’s grave?
Who would drain the basin
before I’ve had a shave?

Only one name comes to mind,
a name of ill repute:
Twemlow, brazen braggart,
and bantam-cock to boot.

Supercilious saucebox
and bumptious braggadocio.
I’m running out of words
to describe the truckler Twemlow.


 

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