Tyrrel-Wirral ingenious, Martin. This could get addictive:
Highland Gamesmanship
Lord Spurge, skilled with pistol and sabre,
Caught his wife at Braemar with a neighbour.
He said, "Sir, you may choose
Which weapon we use." -
And was felled by a twenty foot caber.
Shot-Silk Pattern
Asked to face driven grouse by Earl Dwale
A much peppered lawyer turned pale
And, concerned for his hide
Should some pellets fly wide,
Bespoke tweeds with a lining of mail.
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