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

The summer like a rajah dies,
And every widowed tree
Kindles for Congregationalist eye
An alien suttee.

My heart leaps up when I behold
A rainbow in the sky;
Contrariwise, my blood runs cold
When little boys go by.
For little boys as little boys,

Sure, deck your limbs in pants;
Yours are the limbs, my sweeting.
You look divine as you advance—
Have you seen yourself retreating?

Whales have calves,
Cats have kittens,
Bears have cubs,
Bats have bittens,
Swans have cygnets,

Some primal termite knocked on woo
And tasted it, and found it good!
And that is why your Cousin May
Fell through the parlor floor toda

Oh, weep for Mr. and Mrs. Bryan!
He was eaten by a lion;
Following which, the lion’s liones
Up and swallowed Bryan’s Bryaness

Who wants my jellyfish?
I’m not sellyfish!

Unwillingly Miranda wakes,
Feels the sun with terror,
One unwilling step she takes,
Shuddering to the mirror.
Miranda in Miranda’s sight

Be it a girl, or one of the boys,
It is scarlet all over its avoirdu
It is red, it is boiled; could the
Have possibly been a lobstertricia
His degrees and credentials were h