Lame in verse and crippled timing,
Hard to read, and barely rhyming,
Glued to intellectual fashion,
Keep your calm, and give me passion.
You may choose a world of ice;
I think fire's much more nice.
Limping structures void of feeling
Leave the mind asleep and keeling.
Take, oh, take Alf Ramsey's part,
Brains and toenails, dry and stark,
Leave me just the beating heart.

Ralph Ralphing
Back Up to Daylight
Pewkin, Mahgotzut, ed.
Trembling-on-Brinke, 1936