The Thresher Duck, could o'er the Q {-}{-}{-}{-}{-}{-} prevail, The Proverb says;
No Fence against a Flayl. From threshing Corn, he turns to thresh his Brains; For which Her M{-}{-}{-}{-}{-}{-}y allows him Grains. Though 'tis confess't, that those who ever saw His Poems, think them all not worth a Straw. Thrice happy Duck, employ'd in threshing Stubble! Thy Toil is lessen'd, and thy Profits double.
Form: couplets Composition Date:1730
