A mighty creature is the germ,
Though smaller than a pachyderm.
His customary dwelling place
Is deep within the human race.
His childish pride he often please

Once upon a time there was an Ita
And some people thought he was a r
But he wasn’t offended,
Because other people thought he wa
And he said the world was round,

People who have what they want are
And I wish I could afford to gath
I dont’ mind their having a lot of
But I do think that they damn wel
But no, they insist on being steal

A child need not be very clever
To learn that “Later, dear” means

Who is the happy husband? Why, in
'Tis he who’s useless in the time
Who, asked to unclasp a bracelet o
Contrives to be utterly futile, fu
Or when a zipper nips his loved on

Beneath this slab
John Brown is stowed.
He watched the ads
And not the road.

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

He who is ridden by a conscience
Worries about a lot of nonscience;
He without benefit of scruples
His fun and income soon quadruples

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

It is common knowledge to every sc
That all sin is divided into two p
One kind of sin is called a sin of
And it is what you are doing when
And the other kind of sin is just