for The Master

If you haven't, take a look
At Mr. Calvin Trillin's book.
If poems were money (heaven willin'!)
I'd find it more than merely thrillin'
To be one-tenth as rich as Trillin.
When my muse has flagged, I galvan-
Ize it quick by reading Calvin.
The book's not all; just take a peek
As every single blessed week
All our major right-wing villains
Are skewered by that pen of Trillin's.
Among The Nation's leading lights*,
Ingeniously on he writes.

*(His work this way I'd gladly tout
Both with italics and without.)