Mephistopheles Perverted - Augie March

Once long ago there lived a Flea

Who kept such a fine, fat King

Not that he held with royalty

But the appearance of the thing

And gave his Majesty to hold

(Such pageantries are far too few)

A sword of ruby-hilted gold

That might hack a cheese in two;

But lest this glory might begin

To prove the regency too far

His thunderbolt they made of tin

And changed his godship for another Star

Thus when the Monarch drove abroad

With stars like buttons round his chest

God-fearing Fleas would all applaud

And grudging Lice be so impressed

Such relics every Flea must flaunt

If only as the final trump

That mocks Materialism’s taunt

There’s more to life than Suck and Jump

Once long ago—but not so long—

A King went curing scrofula.

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The chorus of this charming song

Is Ha, Ha, Ha