THE SEA-SERPENT

by: J.R. Planché (1796-1880)

      LL bones but yours will rattle when I say
      I'm the sea-serpent from America.
      Mayhap you've heard that I've been round the world;
      I guess I'm round it now, Mister, twice curled.
      Of all the monsters through the deep that splash,
      I'm "number one" to all immortal smash.
      When I lie down and would my length unroll,
      There ar'nt half room enough 'twixt pole and pole.
      In short, I grow so long that I've a notion
      I must be measured soon for a new ocean.

"The Sea Serpent" is reprinted from A Nonsense Anthology. Ed. Carolyn Wells. New York: Charles Scribner's Sons, 1915.

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