Though she woke up one morning
With the ability to type rapidly
The last public letter writer avoids keyboards.
If you insist on a typed letter she will --
Reluctantly -- ask a passing cat or a dog
To type it for her. All the cats
In Constantinople are expert typists
But the dogs hunt and peck. They,
However, will faithfully transcribe your words
While cats always reserve the right to improve them
Or to insert insults, scurrilous and witty,
Writ in bad Poulter's measure to which they are addicts all.
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