Who sang so loudly and sadly
With a poker and tongs
He beat time to his songs
That melodious old person of Bradley."
Though this bit of Lear poesy is nice,
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Anonymous poets nowadays spice
Their efforts with naughty
(And frequently bawdy)
Rocitals of intriguing vice.
Still, Lear's drawings and verses are quaint;
He fared better in nonsense than paint.
Adults enjoy much
His bright, child's touch.
In all, there's but a single complaint:
Should a man get the book as a gift, he will, no doubt, judge each page as quite nifty.
Yet there are but three-score,
And he might justly roar,
" 'Tis criminally small for three-fifty!" An Old Person of Twickenham