Rhyme For A Phonetician

Brave English language, you are strong as trees,

Yet intricate and stately. Thus one sees

Through branches clear-embroidered stars. You please

Our sense as damask roses on the breeze,

And barns that smell of hay, and bread-and-cheese.

Rustic yet Roman, yours are dignities

Sonorous as the seas sound. On my knees

I would give thanks for all your words. Yet these

Our legacy and our delight he'd squeeze

And nip and dock and drill, to write with ease

Kornershul memoz faw the Pawchoogeese.