Wordsworth's Lament

I wandered lonely as a cloud—Oh dear! I watched the dance of daffodils—Oh my! When on my couch in vacant mood I lie And feel their wealthy fluttering draw near. I see them toss their heads like twinkling stars; A sparkling, sprightly, jocund company. I gaze, I gaze, they outdo waves with glee; A host, a crowd, ten thousand avatars. They flash within my pensive inward eye; My heart is oft with pleasure filled each day. Alone a poet could not be but gay; Especially great Romantics such as I. I cringe to think that out of all the rest, This poem might one day be deemed my best. A parody of William Wordsworth's poem "I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud" (aka "Daffodils")