The camel has a single hump;
The dromedary, two;
Or else the other way around.
I’m never sure. Are you?

Cuckoos lead Bohemian lives,
They fail as husbands and as wives
Therefore they cynically disparage
Everybody else’s marriage.

Nothing makes me sicker
than liquor
and candy
is too expandy

Celery, raw
Develops the jaw,
But celery, stewed,
Is more quietly chewed.

Candy
is dandy
But liquor
is quicker

Senescence begins
And middle age ends
The day your descendents
Outnumber your friends.

I objurgate the centipede,
A bug we do not really need.
At sleepy-time he beats a path
Straight to the bedroom or the bat
You always wallop where he’s not,

I’ve never seen an abominable snow
I’m hoping not to see one,
I’m also hoping, if I do,
That it will be a wee one.

I don’t mind eels
Except as meals.
And the way they feels.

This is a song to celebrate banks,
Because they are full of money and
you hear is clinks and clanks,
Or maybe a sound like the wind in
Which is the rustling of the thous