Classic Poem

And first: to make my observation right,
I place a statesman full before my sight,
A bloated minister in all his geer,
With shameless visage, and perfidious leer;
Two rows of teeth arm each devouring jaw;
And, ostrich-like, his all-digesting maw,
My fancy drags this monster to my view
To shew the world his chief reverse in you.
Of loud unmeaning sounds a rapid flood
Rolls from his mouth in plenteous streams of mud;
With these the court and senate-house he plies,
Made up of noise, and impudence, and lies.