A Bad Break

The preacher quoted, and the cranks
  Among his congregation smiled,
"How sharper than a serpent's thanks
  It is to have a toothless child."

He saw he erred, his eye grew wild,
  He frowned upon the mirthful ranks:
"How toothless than a serpent's child
  It is to have a sharper's thanks!"

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"A Bad Break by William Thomas Goodge" Poetry.net. STANDS4 LLC, 2019. Web. 17 Jan. 2019. <https://www.poetry.net/poem/41741>.

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