From playboy Chance the nymph no longer flees
His nasal ecstasy beats best Cologne
Upon his old oak chest he cuts his cheese
One gathers rosebuds or grows old alone
To one sweet hour of bliss my memory clings
Filching the lolly country thrift helped save
They both are right not unformed smatterings
In purest cradels tha's how they behave
The genealogist with field and fess
What things we did we went the whole darned hog
While homeward thirsts to each quenched glass say yes
Bard I adore your endless monologue
With marble souvenirs then fill a slum
A wise loaf always knows its humblest crumb