Wherein we solve the mystery of Lorick #17:
I'm a satire once biting and wise
now by yahoos reduced, bowdlerized
to a tale of a giant,
and wee folk defiant,
my allegorical eggs- pasteurized
And unveil Lorick #18
Of a mordant misdeed I'm accused,
In a tale of my girl and her shoes,
in a city of green
i pull back a screen
so my mistress may see through a ruse.