Another great find courtesy of The Writer’s Almanac
I lately lost a preposition:
It hid, I thought, beneath my chair.
And angrily I cried: “Perdition!
Up from out of in under there!”
Correctness is my vade mecum,
And straggling phrases I abhor;
And yet I wondered: “What should he come
Up from out of in under for?”
–Morris Bishop (who would have turned 116 years old today)
poem published in 1947 in The New Yorker