"I wandered lonely as a clod,
Just picking up old rags and bottles;
When onward on my way I trod,
I saw a host of axolotls.
Beside the lake, beneath the trees
A sight to make a man's blood freeze.
Some had handles, some were plain;
They came in blue, red, pink and green.
Some were orange in the main--
The damnedest sight I've ever seen.
The females gave a spritely glance,
The male ones all wore knee-length pants."


The second, and concluding, verse ran thus:

Now oft, when on the couch I lie
The doctor asks me what I see;
They flash upon my inward eye,
And make me laugh with fiendish glee.
I find my solace then in bottles,
And I forget them axolotls.