Classic Poem

Gordon, Jim,
Life and Limb
Risking, 'cause it is his whim,
Hounds to foller,
Breaks his collar-
Bone while giving a view-holler.
Ain't this news?
What's more it's true,
Then in bed the poor lad stews;
His neck twirling
Mr. Curling
Straight has set like surgeon sterling.