About this user
O Barney Google how you do bemuse!
E'en though a straighter hairstyle thou didst choose
Nay, matters not which way you deem to coif
Thy comedy divine doth make us laugh
In park or parlor, kitchenette or room
Your sweet charades dispel most any gloom
You dance, wear hats and break up with your fella
By your command I've shunned my old umbrella
Poor Juliet and pallid Desdemona
Tall Helena and dampened dame Ophelia
Have had their say and so did sweet prince Harry
Well met in thee our favorite Princess Saree
Forgive me; being nosy's not my nature,
But thy dear friends betrayed thy nomenclature
For when in comments to you they did leave
They didn't call you Billy, Frank or Steve.
No, Saree's what they called you. Just the same,
A rose would smell as sweet by any name.
With that I'll bid adieu and thank the well
Please give my best to Belle and Ariel
But soft, I have one question that doth burn-ah
Is Polycarp both fish AND Saint of Smyrna?
--Siweltnek, one of my lovely subscribers
