A falcon is jealous; it comes
and hovers shouting naughty words.
Throbbing and pounding, those imps
take up beating bongo drums.
Mary, Mary quite contrary, you
need to pull all those weeds.
Tomorrow and tomorrow creeps
this petty pace. I’m goingto cut
back to just one can of diet Coke
a day. I’d chaseaway those
withdrawal monsters with a six
pack of Mountain Dew.