by Con Chapman
Ben Jonson: A Life, Ian Donaldson
Drinke to me, onely, with thine eyes,
And your lids will soon over-runneth;
You'd do better visiting our new Food Court
For a smoothie that's lots of funneth.
When you're done and you've expanded in size
Down the escalator you should runneth
To the Plus-Size Women's Clothing Store
(Insert here another punneth.)
Or you could take several yoga classes
At Hatha Helpers, where tuition's
So low you can pay it without a care—
We're upscale but not patrician.
Now about those eyes—if you require glasses,
We've a resident optician
Who'll make up specs for you in a flash;
I tell you, they're truly magicians.
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You know Ben would have gone on another couple dozen stanzas...