Be he moth,
or be he myth?
Be he without,
or be he with
in?
The mightiest moth
that ever pledged a troth,
or upturned a trough,
was loathe to cough
as he’d had enough
of feeling rough;
and, being tough,
he carried aloft
a sturdy bough –
no one knows how –
and launched it at thou,
it hit thy brow,
made you go ‘Ow!’
and the moth took a bow
and flew away,
and no one knows
where he is now,
Peterborough? Or maybe Slough?
The be he moth
of Loughborough
or old Mos Cow.
Graeme Sandford 