.And, the Poet dipped his plume
In the Priestâs sacred rune,
He said, âIâve got a poem for your pig.â
And the Priest tipped his hat,
And preached out the bad,
As the pig, tied it up in Cuffleys, if ya' dig.
And the Poet said a lie,
But the Priest caught him.
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