Behemoth

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.

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