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,

The hands of the clock were reachi
In an old midtown hotel;
I name no name, but its sordid fam
Is table talk in hell.
I name no name, but hell’s own fla

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

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

Any hound a porcupine nudges
Can’t be blamed for harboring grud
I know one hound that laughed all
At a porcupine that sat on a splin

People live forever in Jacksonvil
But you don’t have to live forever
The entrance requirements for gram
You only have to live until your c
From that point on you start looki

A bit of talcum
Is always walcum.

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

The solitary huntsman
No coat of pink doth wear,
But midnight black from cap to spu
Upon his midnight mare.
He drones a tuneless jingle

Some people, and it doesn’t matter