There was a little Polliwog—
His name was Taddy Pole.
He lived within a little bog,
Beside a crawfish hole.

And all the day did Taddy play
Around a sunken log,
Until he lost his tail one day,
And then he was a frog.

THE ARABESQUE

Oh, here are two doves in a bower,
Or a wonderful arabesque flower;
Or a nobby design
For a sweet valentine;
Or, reversed, 't is a beast with a glower.

THE GOBOLINKS' MIRROR