Higgledy piggledy, my black hen,
She lays eggs for gentlemen.
Gentlemen come every day
To count what my black hen doth la
If perchance she lays too many,

Candy
is dandy
But liquor
is quicker

So Thomas Edison
Never drank his medicine;
So Blackstone and Hoyle
Refused cod-liver oil;
So Sir Thomas Malory

This one is entering her teens,
Ripe for sentimental scenes,
Has picked a gangling unripe male,
Sees herself in a bridal veil,
Presses lips and tosses head,

When the thunder stalks the sky,
When tickle-footed walks the fly,
When shirt is wet and throat is dr
Look, my darling, thats July.
Through the grassy lawn be leather

Candy
Is dandy,
But liquor
Is quicker

There is one thing that ought to b
Which is that people ought to be t
I don’t mean the kind of apologies
Because I think that is sort of s
No, I object to one kind of apolo

Consider the auk;
Becoming extinct because he forgot
Consider man, who may well become
Because he forgot how to walk and

This is my dream,
It is my own dream,
I dreamt it.
I dreamt that my hair was kempt.
Then I dreamt that my true love u

From whence arrived the praying ma
From outer space, or lost Atlanti
glimpse the grin, green metal mug
at masks the pseudo-saintly bug,
Orthopterous, also carnivorous,