(Oh, such a "but"!
      A round and bouncing "but"!
      Yes, a ball of nefarious gall!
      Tickling my mind
      With visions benign!
      To pranksters, a moon,
      To the Spirits, a rune.
      A dream of those lewd,
      An orb to the Druid.
      Back to the point,
      Oh! Such confusion!
      The frustration is nothing
      "But" an intrusion!
      Then the prowess of "buts"
      Slinks through the sky,
      Slapping and laughing
      And asking "Why
      Is there a problem?")
      I DON'T KNOW WHAT
      TO WRITE ABOUT!