The Making of Master Messerin

WHEN God had finished Master Messerin,

He really thought it something to have done:

Bird, man, and beast had got a chance in one,

And each felt flattered, it was hoped, therein.

For he is like a goose i’ the windpipe thin,

And like a camelopard high i’ the loins,

To which for manhood, you’ll be told, he joins

Some kind of flesh hues and a callow chin.

As to his singing, he affects the crow,

As to his learning, beasts in general,

And sets all square by dressing like a man.

God made him, having nothing else to do,

And proved there is not anything at all

He cannot make, if that’s a thing He can.