The Editor wrote his political screed <br />In ink that was fainter and fainter; <br />He rose to the call of his country's need, <br />And in spiderish characters wrote with speed, <br />A column on "Cutting the Painter". <br />The "reader" sat in his high-backed chair, <br />For literals he was a hunter; <br />But he stared aghast at the column long <br />Of the editorial hot and strong, <br />For the comp. inspired by some sense of wrong <br />Had headed it "Gutting the Punter". <br /> <br /><br /><br />Andrew Barton Paterson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/typographical/
