Lee, perchance a beast now tamed,
On coastal shores he now hath claimed.
Stay ye sheltered, avoid the ale,
Lest in his tempest, you do ail.
An Egyptian scribe of potent quill,
In Nile's cold keep, now lies still.
Sisi seeks yet another round,
Whilst silence doth oppugn the sound.
A Yankeeman of wheaten heart,
In Spanish Vuelta makes his start.
Though kin pursue with eager zeal,
His victory the Lord will seal.
