In my study

Lately, in my study,

I engross myself in poetry.

Lines heartily sung,

Or devilishly spawned,

They keep me from the pantry.

 

Whenever I feel bored or sad,

I delight in the works of bards.

It is good recreation, the same

As any fair game.

(Better than cheating at cards).

 

So bring me rhyme-lines without ado.

Anything with a little heart will do.

Be it the sonnets of Shakespeare,

Or the limericks of Lear,

(Even the works of Poe too).

 

Surely, at my study,

Dearly have I engrossed myself in poetry.

Food for thought from poet’s bowl

Have fed my spirit and calmed my soul.

Therefore, off now I go to the pantry!

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