Noble you must be: noble too am I / If true the tale that Danewulf loves to tell / When twilight duskens round the crackling logs

Where are these many people who are just freelance buttchugging, just kind of casually shoving glass bottles in their asses because it seemed like a cool, non dangerous way to get drunk? Who are these maniacs bathing their corneas with tequila? I want to follow them around and watch them misbehave at parties!

With Mr. Corzine in a state of semiconsciousness, Richard J. Codey, the president of the State Senate, is serving as acting governor.

He writes in well filled fourteeners, with individual words used not only vitally to convey the sense but also as a kind of metrical polyfilla.