Town Criers No More Needed

Young man, just try a glass of sangria, Now, we all can see you are angrier. Audience is not a ‘a must’ for Town Criers; Their job can now be discharged by flyers... One cries too long and one lips get drier, More pacing about the legs look sorrier. In some circles you become a pariah, For being of all things Hollow Wood Carrier. Yes, you keep that in mind, Prepared Crier: A town crier’s voice might go higher But to his critics “A Hopeless Liar” Or in short, he is the no more needed, His colleagues in other towns fast weeded.