I delve in liquid imports from P. R. (That's Puerto Rico.)
My tastes are always governed by esthetic standards stringent
Which rule out any contact with the Walker Street contingent.
In pedagogy, there's a view of which I'm an exponent:
Viz., Harlow ought to cut more ice than Prexy James B. Conant.
By now it should be plain to all I'm quite an intellectual.
To flout my claim to Harvard niche would hardly be effectual.
And when you add a genius for becoming mildly mellow,
You have that rare phenomenon, a model Nieman fellow.