A Mighty Mole

Many hard battles King Billy fought
ere he fell from his horse at Hampton Court.
No enemy's musket laid him low,
no cannon ball , no swordsman's blow.
A hoof of his horse got caught in a hole,
the work of a lowly burrowing mole.
On the Emerald  Isle some raise a toast
to this  notable victory of the least o'er the most.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017



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