The Cock and the Pearl

A cock scratched up, one day,
A pearl of purest ray,
Which to a jeweller he bore.

“I think it fine,” he said,
“But yet a crumb of bread
To me were worth a great deal more.”

So did a dunce inherit
A manuscript of merit,
Which to a publisher he bore.

“It’s good,” said he, “I’m told,
Yet any coin of gold
To me were worth a great deal more.”