The Old Poet Laments His Declining Poetic Output
 
The poems used to flow quite quickly
But lately they’re slow and sickly.
And though the Muse has not withdrawn—
She doesn’t speak so much as yawn.

 

 
A Romance That Changed the Town for the Better
 
When the book-banning, bigoted barbarian
Fell in love with the loquacious librarian—
We weren’t sure it would last, but now time has passed:
And the bigot sounds practically Shakespearean.