John Spratt detested carbohydrates.
The deglutition of proteins, to his wife,
Was intolerable.
Wherefore, coöperating,
There was no waste of provender.
Twinkle, starlet,
Loftily, supramundanely, diamondly.
Little Miss Muffet sat in a corner,
Absorbing casein --
A food of great nutritive power,
Rich in butter fats.
A spider -- an arachnid of the species
Araneidae -- came along;
Ugly, motive, horrendous,
Terrorizing her to the point of departure.
"A peculiar anthologic maze, an amusing literary chaos, a farrago of quotations, a mere olla podrida of quaintness, a pot pourri of pleasant delites, a florilegium of elegant extracts, a tangled fardel of old-world flowers of thought, a faggot of odd fancies, quips, facetiae, loosely tied" (Holbrook Jackson, Anatomy of Bibliomania) by a "laudator temporis acti," a "praiser of time past" (Horace, Ars Poetica 173).
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Sunday, October 22, 2006
Nursery Rhymes in Free Verse
Franklin P. Adams, Weights and Measures: