I’m a classicist of the old school
I’m into rhyming, iambs, dactyls
Go blank sometimes, but essentially cool
In the classical manner even if it kills
And the ancient themes of love and that
And growing old and missing old places –
And having a Muse? – I’m where it’s at!
I got the best – the finest of faces
Like Cleopatra or Helen of Troy
Only better! – sorry yours ain’t classic
My Muse sure makes me a lucky boy
It’s not for me money – she knows I’m brassic
Take away the T and she’s fantasic!