Days twindled, nights mingle
Folgers crystals, monsters feeders
Winding fumes, pigment paradise
Offshore winds, nature’s gaze
Farmers trails on rocky plains
Heavens paradise on foreseen ages
Nature’s bargains on earthly pleas.

Twinkle’th stars shine’th nil
For lucifer’s bed is riches seen
Gazed on hills as hopes be feint
Coffman’s dreams the genuine Saint,
These are the riches of Coffman’s plaque
The...