Timothy guards the electric light,
Criss-crossed like a Harlequin;
They say he is only a dragon at night,
And by day a Pandolin;
But he always looks the same to me,
At breakfast, luncheon, dinner or tea,
So I guess he’s a dragon all right.
[Illustration: Black and white circular illustration featuring an
abstract, swirling design with concentric lines, striped and dark
shapes, and MIRANDOLA winding along the outer border.]