Poems with rhymes of default

all memories in default
I’m half way to Memphis,
the songs all packed in salt

I was dapper when I dangled in my pepper-and-salt;
We were only local beauties, and we beautifully trusted
If the proud one had to tarry, one would have her by default.

Second that he do on no default
Ever presume to sit above the salt.

Besides, where all things limp and halt,
Could I go straight, should I alone
Have kept my love without default

Generous to a fault
Attainment never by default

Generous to a fault
Attainment never by default

What we love we ought to share or hoard it in a vault.
What we hate we ought to bear,
or what is a default?