When one with t'other straightaway agrees
The answer is they could be twins full-grown
The understanding critic firstly sees
One gathers rosebuds or grows old alone
To one sweet hour of bliss my memory clings
That metred rhyme alone can souls enslave
The learning linguist cameramaniac sings
For burning bushes never fish forgave
When dried the terrapin can naught express
Or grinning like a pale-faced golliwog
To prove mamma an adult with a tress
Southern baroque's seductive dialogue
Though bretzels take the dols from board-room drum
And lessors' dates have all too short a sum