The Stork Who Worms And Frogs Devours That In Our Ponds Reside, Why Should He Dwell On High Church-Towers, With Which He's Not Allied? Incessantly He Chatters There, And Gives Our Ears No Rest; But Neither Old Nor Young Can Dare To Drive Him From His Nest. I Humbly Ask It, How Can He Give Of His Title Proof, Save By His Happy Tendency To Soil The Church'S Roof?