In honor of eve Tushnet's "Poetry Wednesdays" I am doing my own today.

There is a scene in the Patrick O'Brian novel "Post Captain" where Mr Lowndes, an insane but fairly harmless person, who supposes himself to be a teapot, offers to recite some poetry for another character. I shall now do the same:

Arma virumque cano, etc. Ain't it grand?

[Don't be annoyed if you think I may be the Teapot here. Once in a while I like to do things that amuse only me, to the flummoxing of others.]