Jerry-plotting architect.
Should occasion demand a sonnet,
On a “starve” or on a “freeze,”
Then our ballad monger is “on it,”
With his dismal, doleful, wheeze,
And he’s safe upon this track, sir,
To his muse he ne’er resorts,
For his scenes are based on facts, sir,
Solid facts from police reports.
Oh, the unction of this whiner,