[Mons. Timbertoe]

Mons Timbertoe

Behold great Timbertoe — illustrious name,
Exalts the dance, and capers into fame!
Tho' his left leg a victim fell to fate,
His right officiates for its absent mate;
And with a wooden supplement engages
All tastes, all ranks, all sexes, and all ages.
Each fair is dubious, which should win her heart,
The limb of Nature, or the stump of Art;
And smiles to see this active artist do
More with one foot than others can with two.
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