Young Tom's no "poet" by my own criteria
and neither is his peer, tempestuous Kate
and yet their work's in many ways superior
to the old, overcrafted and sedate.
Their scansion creaks, some of their rhymes are dire
but through performance they communicate
their heads' ideas and their bellies' fire.
Such confidence "hath all too short a date";
their loud Úlan is something we should cherish -
this is what FLYTING is - long may it flourish!