POETRY.
THE SNAKES AT THE ZOO.
AN event has occurred at the Zoo, Very high among marvels we rank it, There's a reptile residing there, who Accidentally swallowed his blanket.
But that story has now become old, And that feat is surpassed by another, There's a snake, still alive, we are told, Who by accident swallowed his brother.
One would think such an odd mental fit Of abstraction,—excuse the suggestion,–• Would be followed up after a bit By a fit of acute indigestion.
And moreover, although one pretend To be free from internal sensations, Still, a rupture is apt to attend Such a straining of friendly relations.
But there's no such result we can find, Though the former has swallowed the latter, So we say it's a triumph of mind, Or of absence of mind, over matter.
Should there still at the Zoo be a snake, Who may wish that the record be beaten, He must swallow himself by mistake, And pretend not to know what he's eaten.
C. J. RODEN.
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