Some prostrate your Temple; Others your Fame
Yet where of the Rest price the Value of You?
Which Rare Squirrels pouch those Walnuts by Name
And cheer Percentage high by what you Do
Only if this Truth - as Truth must become
Allow this Crazy Cherry to numb your Sweet
Then arrange your Means whether Sensed or Numb
Yet pocked by such Stars a Challenge to Meet
These the two Polar Girls bared. If for self
Breathe Old Life as Fresher Documents made
To pursue your Dive as a Soldier's bereft
And leave your Scent endure Falsehoods be Brave.
As for this Bard - Repeat his Words be True
Yet still your Accept will be up to you.