The Macaw And The Marmot

: Literary Fables Of Yriarte

A brilliantly-colored Macaw,

A wandering clown, near the spot

Where she hung in a balcony, saw--

A Savoyard, more likely than not.



He was showing--a penny to gain--

An animal ugly and squat;

Which he lauded in high-sounding strain

The creature, it was a Marmot.



The absurd little beast, at his word,

Came out of his box into sight;

When unto him said our gay bird:

"This matter amazes me quite,



That men give their money, to see

Such a comical creature as you,

When they freely may look upon me,

Clad in plumage of exquisite hue.



You may be, for aught that I know,

Some creature of value untold;

But for me, 'tis enough that you show

Yourself to all comers, for gold."



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A scribbler, who heard the remark,

Hung his head, and went sneaking away

Because, for his low, dirty work,

He was kept by a printer in pay.



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