Why do you let Mose Billups call you " Sue? "
That rodent-minded, mutt-faced, wolf-eared Mose,
That muddy blackhead on Life's pitted nose,
That dull negation of the good and true!
Yes, I have heard him call you " Soosie, " too!
And once he said you were " a fullblown rose " ...
Good Gawd! to fall for phrases such as those
When I write Sonnets such as these to you!

Suzanne, perhaps you don't appreciate
The fact that I, in this immortal rhyme,
Lift you above the clutching hands of Fate
And make you bronze to blunt the edge of Time!
Some of my earlier wives were blind that way ...
Where are they now? Alas! and Welladay!