THE BULL OF BENDYLAW
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The black bull bellowed before the sea.
The sea, till that day orderly,
Hove up against bendylaw.
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The Queen in the mulberry arbor stared
Stiff as a queen on a playing card.
The king fingered his beard,
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A blue sea, four horny bull-feet,
A bull-snouted sea that wouldn't stay put,
Bucked at the garden gate.
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Along box-lined walks in the florid sun
Toward the rowdy bellow and back again
The lords and ladies ran.
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The great bronze gate began to crack,
The sea broke in at every crack,
Pellmell, blue back.
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The bull surged up, the bull surged down,
Not to be stayed by a daisy chain
Nor by a learned man.
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O the king's tidy acre is under the sea,
And the royal rose in the bull's belly,
And the bull on the king's highway.
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