One would be in less danger
From the wiles of a stranger
If one’s own kin and kith
Were more fun to be with.

When I remember bygone days
I think how evening follows morn;
So many I loved were not yet dead
So many I love were not yet born.

The Lord in His wisdom made the f
And then forgot to tell us why.

May I join you in the doghouse, R
I wish to retire till the party’s
Since three o’clock I’ve done my
To entertain each tiny guest. My
And if they want me, let them find

Who wants my jellyfish?
I’m not sellyfish!

They tell me that euphoria is the
well, today I feel euphorian,
Today I have the agility of a Gre
Victorian.
Yes, today I may even go forth wi

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,

Belinda lived in a little white ho
With a little black kitten and a l
And a little yellow dog and a litt
And a realio, trulio, little pet d
Now the name of the little black k

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,

Some people, and it doesn’t matter