Sancho

our jaded squire spent

not his time so vainly

having his stomach well stuffed

and that not with succory water

he carried smoothly away

that whole night in one sleep

if his master had not called him up

neither sunbeams which struck on his visage

nor melody of birds

which were many and did cheerfully

welcome the approach of a new day

could have been able to awake him

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VIEJO MOLINO

molino is a Spanish word for windmill

they have been known to appear as giants

it would be most ignominious to assault one

stationary tho they be helpless they are not

such folly as befell that noble of la Mancha

waits beneath those wildly flailing arms

remembrance rules my early morning ritual

as I pour yet another cup of Viejo Molino

Stop!

Stop!

There was first a game of blind man’s buff.
Of course there was.
I no more believe Topper was really blind
than I believe he had eyes in his boots.
My opinion is, that it was a done thing
between him and Scrooge’s nephew
and that  Ghost
Christmas Present knew it.
The way he went after that plump sister
in the lace tucker, was an outrage
on the credulity of human nature.

Robbing Cervantes

e’en tho he being gone four hundred years plus two
close perusal of his scripted thoughts still lead
to speculate could this be me if not then who
asked do not we share that same time-ravaged steed
shared curiosity and folly has come to pass
brought to my house as many as ever could get
fruitless dreams were there to chase ‘til alas
I dried my brains in such sort I lost all judgment

my fantasy has filled with those things that I read
wherein I give my account of my misfortunes
yet whiles they speak not their own native tongue
yon author of that great work is likewise my friend
purge certain base things that lurk among our conceits
it will not be amiss to remove this stumbling-block
observe well this caveat which I shall give thee
that herein I shall be most punctually obeyed