Old Hoc was a jester, a patience tester Who kept as a pet, a boar. He roamed the reefs, with green-colored briefs, In search of mischief and more.

One moonless night, without sound and sight, Hoc concocted a grandiose prank. With his boar in tow, and a short longbow, He took aim at the regal and rank.

He slipped into chambers, using familiar tamers, And made for the fanciest robes. With the boar's bit of help, replaced silk with kelp, Across every noble's wardrobe.

The king awoke first, and his heart nearly burst, When he slipped on his slimy new threads. He did look quite dapper, till the queen called him a snapper, And the king's face turned twenty shades of red.

He knew right away, who was to blame, For the crab pinching his jock. He yelled to the guard, who was out in the yard, "ON THE NEXT BOAT OUT, ADD HOC!"

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