CHAPTER 2: "Publisher's Preface" ("To the Author")
Voracious Author, gorged with gold, Your grasping greed shall not avail! In vain you venture to unfold Your false prehensile tale! I view in scorn (unmixed with awe) The width of your capacious maw.
On me the onus has to fall Of your malevolent effusions; 'Tis I who bear the brunt of all Your libellous allusions; To bolster up your turgid verse, I jeopardise my very purse!
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