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I'm not averse to poetry,
Provided it's of quality,
So please excuse this plain rehash
Of works by the late Ogden Nash...

What's the use
Go, deck your lower limbs in pants,
Yours are the limbs, my sweeting.
You look divine as you advance . . .
Have you seen yourself retreating?

Samson Agonistes
I test my bath before I sit,
And I'm always moved to wonderment
That what chills the finger not a bit
Is so frigid upon the fundament.