I wander'd lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er hills and butts,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden Lilliputs;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing and played by Rees.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle just like big John K,
They stretch'd in never-ending line
Along the margins of eBay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their levers in sprightly dance.
The reeds inside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling Tommys in glee:
A Melnetter could not but go play,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed -- and gazed -- but little thought
What tunes the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on TOTM I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure spurts,
And dances with the Pokerworks.
After Wordsworth