Work Text:
Badger-brock
No bantam cock
To fight with tooth & spur
Chanticleer
Of daylight cheer
In cloak of wool and fur
His hat of straw
Is wide & braw
& shields him from the sun
But in the shade
The dance his trade
Where tripping measures run.
With healers hands
The law commands
& Pelicans inspire:
A shoulder-rub
(but ne'er a snub)
Will greet you at his fire.
A riddle fine
This rhyme of mine,
Who is this prince of men?
The answer's clear:
This cheerful peer
Is Brocc of Alderden.
