[Soaring Feather]

Well, well lookie here.
SSarge you are
dashing and bold
your profile rare
puffin' your pipe
teasing the muse
contemplating the next move
or does the muse tease you?

[Old Sarge]

My muse is a tickler,
a tease and a tantalizer,
who nonetheless provides me with rich fertilizer
for verse and for sonnet, for song and for writing,
while the troops think that all I do here is moonlighting,

I prance and I caper, I flirt and carouse,
but if in past verses and line you might browse,
one might see that, in all of the lines that I pen,
the love for all here shines again and again!