Mari Lwyd versus Miku the Bard

Mari Lwyd stomped in and neighed, “Come on then, bardic bear!”

Miku flexed his velvet cloak and tossed his perfumed hair.

They traded rhymes till closing time, each couplet more absurd,

And no one could decide which line was worse than the last word.

Mary rhymed “cawl”

with “towel,”

Miku rhymed “sheepskin”

with “deep sin,”

Someone tried to judge the match

but drowned beneath the din.

By dawn the pub was trembling,

the rafters near collapse

Yet both declared themselves the champ

and asked for more applause.

By Maharaja Miku the Bard Bear

Maharaja Blues