Before he went to live with owls and batsNebuchadnezzar had an ugly dream,Worse than an Hus'if's when she thinks her creamMade a Naumachia for mice and rats.So scared, he sent for that "Good King of Cats",Young Daniel, who soon did pluck away the beamFrom out his eye, and said he did not deamThe sceptre worth a straw - his Cushions old door-mats.A horrid nightmare, similar somewhat,Of late has haunted a most valiant crewOf loggerheads and chapmen - we are toldThat any Daniel, tho' he be a sot,Can make the lying lips turn pale of hueBy belching out "Ye are that head of gold".
NEBUCHADNEZZAR'S DREAM
Before he went to live with owls and batsNebuchadnezzar had an ugly dream,Worse than an Hus'if's when she thinks her creamMade a Naumachia for mice and rats.So scared, he sent for that "Good King of Cats",Young Daniel, who soon did pluck away the beamFrom out his eye, and said he did not deamThe sceptre worth a straw - his Cushions old door-mats.A horrid nightmare, similar somewhat,Of late has haunted a most valiant crewOf loggerheads and chapmen - we are toldThat any Daniel, tho' he be a sot,Can make the lying lips turn pale of hueBy belching out "Ye are that head of gold".