Carpe Diem!

O, Captain! my Captain!

I sound my barbaric YAWP

the sweaty-toothed madman

What will your verse be?

Carpe Diem!

If we shadows have offended,

think but this and all

is mended

that you have but slumbered

here while these

visions did appear

YAWP!

come my friends,

'tis not too late

to seek a newer world

sucking the marrow out

doesn't mean

choking on the bone

I'm a dead poet!

I was good

I was really good

O, Captain! my Captain!