Wherein we solve the mystery of Lorick #17:

I'm a satire once biting and wise

now by yahoos reduced, bowdlerized

to a tale of a giant,

and wee folk defiant,

my allegorical eggs- pasteurized

And unveil Lorick #18

Of a mordant misdeed I'm accused,

In a tale of my girl and her shoes,

in a city of green

i pull back a screen

so my mistress may see through a ruse.