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{{dia|Pillochio|Triago: Thou art a fool, but know’st it not: <br>
{{dia|Pillochio|Thou art a fool, but know’st it not: <br>
Thy hawkish overestimations <br>
Thy hawkish overestimations <br>
Of thine own gamish acme <br>
Of thine picklish acme <br>
Are scrap’d thinly across thy loaf <br>
Lie as thinly ’cross the loaf <br>
As a portion from a dosshouse. <br>
As a board-house scrape of butter<ref>© Peter “Rabs” Warren</ref><br>
Take heed: when amongst banqueters <br>
When served afore a banquet.<br>
Best check thy scaly thoughts <br>
Best check thy tumid speech <br>
Lest good Doctor Dunning prick his ears.}}
Lest good Doctor Dunning prick his ears.}}
{{dia|Nuncle|Who glibly pleads the hitch<br>  
{{dia|Nuncle|I am a fool, by trade, and surely know’t: <br>Herewith my coxcomb: it might suit thee.<br>
Who glibly pleads the hitch<br>  
Of own-wisdom misreflected <br>
Of own-wisdom misreflected <br>
To win — nay, in lieu of — <br>
To win — nay, in lieu of — <br>

Latest revision as of 19:21, 18 September 2024

Pillochio: Thou art a fool, but know’st it not:
Thy hawkish overestimations
Of thine picklish acme
Lie as thinly ’cross the loaf
As a board-house scrape of butter[1]
When served afore a banquet.
Best check thy tumid speech
Lest good Doctor Dunning prick his ears.

Nuncle: I am a fool, by trade, and surely know’t:
Herewith my coxcomb: it might suit thee.
Who glibly pleads the hitch
Of own-wisdom misreflected
To win — nay, in lieu of —
A trifling argument
Is a man who looks a-mirror
And, liking what he sees
O’erlooks the chasing hounds of irony.

Pillochio: Ho! Ho!

  1. © Peter “Rabs” Warren