°°°Yes, behold the greenish-eyed monster comes
Behind his rear lies poignancy
The epitome of bliss in ironies
With his face in tranquil, yet his heart burns°°°

°°°And he, the adversary of nuel
Grieves at the sight of effervescence
Like the impish and puckish Lemuel
His dreadful behaviour, beyond transcendence°°°

°°°He grins like a Cheshire cat
At the dawn of the sunshine
On the highest Mount, he once sat
To watch myriads dine°°°

°°°The man of greenish body
Of spirits bounded in burden°°°