The colon by some is thought odd,
And no wonder:
Two periods make it,
One over,
One under.

The colon resemble the eyes of a beast:
A tiger,
A fox,
Or a tomcat at least —
Two eyes ever looking, two eyes open wide,
That belong to a creature that lies on its side.

Unable to point or to say, "over there,"
All the colon can do,
And it does it,
Is stare.
So here's a suggestion: go on, if you please,
To where it is looking, to see what it sees.