The Father's Welcome
Now King Authrock fears brat young Avarice kill died
Yet day after day poor King strains weak old eyes
Peering through periscopes over burnt hills
Praying his Prince will come home to him still
And that halleluYah day, what does Dad see?
Floundering Avarice afloat on blue sea
King runs like an antelope, throws out wood raft
-Pulls Avarice up on sand beach with a laugh!
