Analysis of THE SAGA OF IVANHOW

Once there lived a man,

Whose name was Ivanhow;

He was gallant as could be,

And simple as a cow.

Ivanhow had a rule,

Which he would never break;

When someone talked to him,

A deep breath he would take.

And all that he would say,

Was “How” to everything;

His genius they assumed,

Even though he be boring.

But one day, as they say,

Curiosity killed the cat;

As in the great king’s court,

The wretch Ivanhow sat.

And as he pondered deep,

And asked, “O majesty;

How can you say your father,

Was the dead king, not me.”

The king thought long & hard,

And said, “Oh yes, indeed;

One way, only one way,

Can I prove my true breed.

For I christen thee king,

Ivanhow, my true friend;

And then sentence thy death,

And thus my doubts I end !”