I dwell in the land of figment
But never damn'd for a case of lie
I deal with the metier of moment
For my minds do not still but fly ✈
The world is too much with us
We live and make others live
With this pen and magnum opus
We regale and make it alive
When I lay for the work in my den
My minds from me do depart
To fetch the matter for the pen ✒
Soon my wits do return to th' heart ♥
For a whole, my minds and I ideate
The nature is such for Poet Laureate