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Yon blackguard Levy sallies forth
Regardless of wight's feeling:
Why waxed thee wroth o'er sorry tales,
Thou scurvy Pope of Ealing?

What need we Del or Phil or Rick,
Those trusty blades of yore?
From Levy's quill, one post suffice
To make a world full sore.
Wapping, 1677
Posted December 15, 2012 @ 3:53 AM by Jeremy Walker
TOPICS: poetry
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