Muses

A gentleman has no memory
That's what they say
But Zeus peremptory
Did his way
And poor Mnemosyne
Had not one, but nine
Girls to amuse
Each one named a muse
All of them are so divine.

Calliope's verses are lengthy
Of heroes and gods she knows plenty.

Clio is wise as her mother
Of world's past times she's a lauder.

Euterpe sings the tune for a dreamer
Of Life or death verses she's the schemer.

Erato's verses of love and desire
Ignites the poets passionate fire.

Melpomene with her theater abilities
Give her tragedy mask a thousand possibilities.

Polyhymnia has the finest and sacred voice.
Praise the gods in songs to rejoice.

Terpsichore is sensuality and grace
In her dance the whole world she'll embrace.

Thalia is a charming and funny muse
To make people laugh will never refuse.

Urania's a wondered; always in the stars.
She swings in the moon and strolls in Mars.