Remember that time me and my bestie changed all the primary nouns in some Keats to ‘elephant’ so we ended up with things like:
'Stop and consider! Life is but a day: / A fragile elephant on its perilous way / From a tree's summit; a poor elephant's sleep, / While his boat hastens from the monstrous steep / Of Montmorency…'
And ‘An elephant of beauty is a joy forever, / Its loveliness increases; it will never / Pass into nothingness…’
These people are definitely failing John Keats.