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Franklin P. Adams (1881-1960)

                Us Potes

    Swift was sweet on Stella;
        Poe had his Lenore;
    Burns' fancy turned to Nancy
        And a dozen more.

    Poe was quite a trifler;
        Goldsmith was a case;
    Byron'd flirt with any skirt
        From Liverpool to Thrace.

    Sheridan philandered;
        Shelley, Keats, and Moore
    All were there with some affair
        Far from lit'rachoor.

    Fickle is the heart of
        Each immortal bard.
    Mine alone is made of stone –
        Gotta work too hard.


The above poem can be found for example in:
  • Adams, Franklin, P. In Other Words. Garden City, NY: Doubleday, Page, & Company, 1912.
  • Phillips, Louis, ed. The Random House Treasury of Light Verse New York: Random House, 1995.