I pause, ere bursting into song,
To find a form to fit my stuff.
I've used this mould, for instance, long
Enough.

A fondness for it I aver—
The flowing line, the sudden stop,
The cadence falling, as it were,
Kerflop!

This verse-form pleases me a lot,
And looks extremely well in type.
To find a novelty is not
A pipe.

A thought!
The last shall be the first instead.
Here is the novelty I've sought:
I stand the stanza on its head.

Again, the short line might be Num-
Ber Two.
The notion may appeal to some,
Tho' I don't fancy it. Do you?

Still what one says, and not the way
He casts it, matters more by far.
Example, this ingenious lay: