Inspired by #696
. Because you knew I would.Poison after "Trees"
I think that I shall never see
A poison lovlier than thee:
A poison with a figure prest
Into a Merry Widow's dress;
A poison that avoids the day,
And comes out in the night to play;
A poison that need only wear
The blackest ribbons in her hair;
Upon whose shoulders, not a hint
Of sunlight's tan and ruddy tint.
A pretty poison, all can see,
But gladly sipt by fools like me.
(Apologies to Joyce Kilmer