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Wordsworth wrote some tawdry stuff; / Much of Moore I have forgotten; / Parts of Tennyson are guff; / Bits of Byron, too, are rotten.
All of Browning isn't great; / There are slipshod lines in Shelley; / Every one knows Homer's fate; / Some of Keats is vermicelli.
Sometimes Shakespeare hit the slide, / Not to mention Pope or Milton; / Some of Southey's stuff is snide. / Some of Spenser's simply Stilton.
When one has to boil the pot, / One can't always watch the kittle. / You may credit it or not -- / Now and then _I_ slump a little!