These are the little poems
that might get under your skin -
some are as pretty as pictures,
some are as ugly as sin;
by making the limerick solemn,
by making the haiku obscene,
they don't leave `the shorter poem'
exactly where it had been;
by writing the one-line sagas
and fooling about with the norm
the Poet Ewart may have answered
the vexing Question of Form.