Study of an Elevation In Indian Ink

 Potiphar Gubbins, C.
E.

 Stands at the top of the tree;
And I muse in my bed on the reasons that led
 To the hoisting of Potiphar G.


 Potiphar Gubbins, C.
E.
,
 Is seven years junior to Me;
Each bridge that he makes either buckles or breaks,
 And his work is as rough as he.


 Potiphar Gubbins, C.
E.
,
 Is coarse as a chimpanzee;
And I can't understand why you gave him your hand,
 Lovely Mehitabel Lee.


 Potiphar Gubbins, C.
E.
,
 Is dear to the Powers that Be;
For They bow and They smile in an affable style,
 Which is seldom accorded to Me.


 Potiphar Gubbins, C.
E.
,
 Is certain as certain can be
Of a highly paid post which is claimed by a host
 Of seniors -- including Me.


 Careless and lazy is he,
 Greatly inferior to Me.

That is the spell that you manage so well,
 Commonplace Potiphar G.
?

 Lovely Mehitabel Lee,
 Let me inquire of thee,
Should I have riz to where Potiphar is,
 Hadst thou been mated to Me?

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