" Prague "
Scheduled was a meeting in Prague,
To attend were those men of the bog,
Nary a one of them ever did show,
All spoke they were covered in snow.
Now those men from that bog,
Did gather on a log,
To hear one another so say,
They’d rather to meet next day.
One day turned to another,
One from the bog had a brother,
Whose claim was the same,
All was such shame,
To meet they’d soon as not bother.
Thus the tale is told by those very bold,
Of an island of snow so sold.
For a farthing well sought,
And a sow well bought,
Cause of that meeting ‘twas naught.