At last the crimson chord cascade   To shower dry cordials within   Too late to leap the chocolate gate   Pale fountains fizzing fort pink gin      While destiny begins to fly   The farmyard chorus sings its wake   Upstanding anthem to the sky   Too soon to realize their fate      You were the raven of October   I knew the sign you flew around   Up in the air so high above me   Never needed to look down   I never though I'd be a rover   I didn't even look around   But now I know you've found another   So will someone please find me      Give now the host his claret cup   And watch Madeira's farewell drink   Note his reaction acid sharp   Should make the cognoscenti think