Ode to a Careless Ceiling
O! Such a wretched loathing boils within
That shadows eyes and covers curse and frown.
I hear that prattle echo forth; the sin
Of av'rice froths, O I shall smite him down!
With gaping maw he's chewing gum like cud
A lazy slouch he drawls in disrespect.
This indulg'd piglet, slather'd up in mud,
Does serve no one but himself, you'll expect.
His parents slaved for him to live sweet life,
But now a spoiled wanton boy is he.
Now quick to play, he'll slow to work and wife;
Though charmed at first, his sloth all soon shall see.
Such blatant lack of care I do despise!
I pray his visage be purged from mine eyes.