It’s amazing how Crane could understand exactly how I felt about writing this blog over a hundred years ago, isn’t it?

There was a man with a tongue of Woodcraft
Who essayed to sin,
And in truth it was lamentable.
But there was one who heard
The clip-clapper of this tongue of Woodcraft
And knew what the man
Wished to sing.
And with that the singer was content.

As long as you’re here, I’m content to sing with my clip-clapper tongue.