How pierceful grows the hazy yon!
How myrtle petaled thou!
For spring hath sprung the cyclotron,
How high browse thou, brown cow?
...

and:

Once you were two, dear birthday friend,
In spite of purple weather.
But now you are three and near the end
As we grewsome together.

How fourthful thou, forsooth for you,
For soon you will be more.
But 'fore one can be three be two;
Before be five be four.


and:


Oh, roar a roar for Nora,
Nora Alice in the night.
For she has seen Aurora
Borealis burning bright.

A furore for our Nora!
And applaud Aurora seen!
Where, throughout the summer, has
Our Borealis been?

and

The Keen and the Quing were quirling at quoits
In the meadow behind of the mere.
Tho' mainly the meadow was middled with mow,
An heretical hitherto here.

The Prince and the Princess were plaiting the plates
And prating quite primly the peer.
And that's why the Duchess stuck ducks on the Duke
For no one was over to seer.