Ineffable Poem by Patrick Dennis

Oh, Emily Dickinson, I beg a thousand pardons of you. My mangy little keyboard doesn't have a dash worthy to emulate you. Just some stunted little thing unfit even to hyphenate. But the upper-case Keys still Work as you can See. And, Yes, it has enough keys for rhyme - even when they don't. And if I put my mind to it I think I could turn out a hymn or two - or a jingoistic tune.

Oh, and I do love you. Let nobody say otherwise.