Next, all in orange and black, a Monarch came:
Danaus plexippus his royal name.
A wee king, slight as your versifier,
Yet no larger eclipsed him as a flyer.
Two thousand miles he'd fly if he took notion.
With no pause for rest he crossed the ocean - And oh my, such a sight when they did swarm!A bear, all in fur coat now much too warm. Was there, and she from home in polar ice To join our throng had made much sacrifice. Two darling, snow-white cubs she left behind. And though to dog days she was disinclined, On iceberg she floated, far as could be, 'Till it melted and she joined our company.
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The Cricketary Tales of Jeffrey Jawser
PoetryA takeoff on Chaucer's "Canterbury Tales," with the characters not pilgrims, but animals on migration. Much poetry in the style of Chaucer.