Sir, you're a veteran, revealed
    In history and fable
  As warrior since you took the field,
      Defeating Abel.

  As Commissary later (or
    If not, in every cottage
  The tale is) you contracted for
      A mess of pottage.

  In civil life you were, we read
    (And our respect increases)
  A man of peace—a man, indeed,
      Of thirty pieces.

  To paying taxes when you turned
    Your mind, or what you call so,
  A wide celebrity you earned—
      Saphira also.

  In every age, by various names,
    You've won renown in story,
  But on your present record flames
      A greater glory.

  Cain, Esau, and Iscariot, too,
    And Ananias, likewise,
  Each had peculiar powers, but who
      Could lie as Mike lies?