Pope! He's the master of the couplet form.

His mode of writing is a metric norm.

So many phrases in his works abound,

and Pope's own poems are where they first were found!

My eardrums frolic as his couplets sing.

My brain is spinning when his trochees ring.

I always giggle at his clever rhyme.

This little dude was never past his prime.

As Swift has uttered in a four-foot line,

I wish Pope's talent could be somehow mine.

To steal a phrasing of his own design:

to write like Alexander Pope's Divine!