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When comes my second childhood,

There is a knocking in the skull,
An endless silent shout
Of something beating on a wall,
And crying, “Let me out!”
That solitary prisoner

There here are words of radical ad
Young man, be a snob.
Yes, if you are in search of argum
Why I’ve gottem.
Let the personnel managers differ;

Geniuses of countless nations
Have told their love for generatio
Till all their memorable phrases
Are common as goldenrod or daisies
Their girls have glimmered like th

Foreigners are people somewhere el
Natives are people at home;
If the place you’re at
Is your habitat,
You’re a foreigner, say in Rome.

The pig, if I am not mistaken;
Supplies us sausage, ham, and baco
Let others say his heart is big—
I call it stupid of the pig.

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

I don’t mind eels
Except as meals.
And the way they feels.

Peekabo, I Almost See You
Middle-aged life is merry, and I
But there comes a day when your ey
And your friends get jocular, so y
And of all your friends he is the

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