Dodecagons Dangle Along an Angle

A lass and a glass and a hare and a horse.
A dodo and a dragon and a rose and a garden.
A gander and a goose on a long loose noose.
Charles rode headlong! He chose chaos!

Dodo Dodgson's loaded head also anchored Reason.
Dodo Dodge no drongo, no,
a scholar and a nerd and a don and a deacon.
Dodo Dodge no dosser or cad,
a changer and a dasher and a real old card!

Dodgson does a cradlesong on a horn or organ.
He does a darn good crass chess lesson,
a hanger-on learns a load!
He handles codes and adds ogdoads...

Dodecagons dangle along an angle!

Lo! A slander arose!
Oh gosh, a crass ordeal!
A large herd slanged and scorned and goaded:

“Charles canoodles as he doodles!
Does he drool on gals galore?
Does he doodle sloshed on ale
or caned on LSD and lager?
Classed as sane or as a loon?
Charles a godsend or a danger?”

Dodecagons dangle along an angle!

Dodgson graced a golden age,
a lord adored across a land.
Class and coolness and a goodness,
and a schooled and regal oddness.
Angels and candles do adorn an Anglo shore.
A glad, lone ear on a head so sore heard an ode:

“Haloed hero do ascend!”

A Dodo soared o'er seas and oceans,
lanes and roads.