Weilder of words is steeped within traditional verbs
and curiously a dented top hat
discovered in the moonlit laundromat
A busted cheroot is smoking on the heel of his boot
His opera is torn thru' the haste of operatic oyster
eating evenings of waste
Sleek astrakhan, reclining on a chippendale stand
so sad they should be owning a man who's
thicker than the forestry from where they began.
Robard de Font Le Roy
