Climb on –
rhyme on!
Mime us all a sample
of today's cuisine,
all you've seen
& heard in
every moment's ample
feast.
(I may be a beast
but you're no burden.)
And oh, the times
we'll have
with all the rhymes
through which your presence
lends
its lavish
salve
and spends
on presents
meant to ravish
us
without
a doubt
or fuss -
but with a quiet effervescence.
You bewitch!
You must be rich.
You know how to live
you give
a penny
turn it into any
glorious
uproarious
occasion
whose persuasion
manages
with its advantages
and views
to lift,
to choose,
with heart,
another's
gift -
a truth:
forsooth!
a mother's
love
of
art.
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