Hag Night

LA, what a Night! The hag has sworn,
In hue to prove a chimla sweeper;
And did the North not blow his horn,
No star would dare to show its peeper.

How black her look!-(Just like the rook,
That on my idol's brow appeareth,
When quite o'ercome with wrath she's dumb,
And not a blink her booby cheereth!)