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Thursday, November 26, 2020

Repost: The Ant O' Nin

You've read, in blogs, of superdogs 
(remember Rin Tin Tin...?),
of supergirls and superwogs 
(think Kipling’s “Din! Din! Din!”),
of supermen and superflies. 
(You haven't...? Where've you been...?)
Now read the tale of superjudge
the awful Ant o’ Nin!

Although ‘Scalia’ was the name 
by which he’d thought to tame
the tsetses of judicial fame, 
he Ant o’ Nin became.
From Nin he hail'd. From Nin he bail'd: 
“I’ll never live with Ninnies!”
(Quite normal, this: Ant’s norm’s to dis 
all gypsys, gooks 'n' guineas.)

Though born of men, he morphosed when, 
a callow wen of three,
he’s bitten by Formicidae 
on whom he tried to pee.

[To be continued]

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