IF I go to see the play, Of the story I am certain; Promptly it gets under way With the lifting of the curtain. Builded all that's said and done On the ancient recipe -- 'Tis the same old Two and One: @3A and B in love with C.@1 If I read the latest book, There's the mossy situation; One may confidently look For the trite triangulation. Old as time, but ever new, Seemingly, this tale of Three -- Same old yarn of One and Two: @3A and C in love with B.@1 If I cast my eyes around, Far and near and middle distance, Still the formula is found In our everyday existence. Everywhere I look I see -- Fact or fiction, life or play -- Still the little game of Three: @3B and C in love with A.@1 While the ancient law fulfills, Myriad moons shall wane and wax. Jack must have his pair of Jills, Jill must have her pair of Jacks. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BIRTHDAY POEM FOR THOMAS HARDY by CECIL DAY LEWIS MIDSUMMER BIRDS by ROBERT FROST ONE FAVORED ACORN by ROBERT FROST REINFORCEMENTS by MARIANNE MOORE MR. HOUSMAN'S MESSAGE by EZRA POUND JOHN ERICSSON DAY MEMORIAL, 1918 by CARL SANDBURG BUCOLIC COMEDY: SPRING by EDITH SITWELL |