First a little
Then a lottle
Now another day is breaking,
Sleep was sweet and so is waking.
Dear Lord, I promised you last ni
Never again to sulk or fight.
Such vows are easier to keep
Develops the jaw,
But celery, stewed,
Is more quietly chewed.
I objurgate the centipede,
A bug we do not really need.
At sleepy-time he beats a path
Straight to the bedroom or the bat
You always wallop where he’s not,
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
They tell me that euphoria is the
Today I have the agility of a Gre
Yes, today I may even go forth wi
Today I am a swashbuckler, would
This is my euphorian day,
I didn’t go to church today,
I trust the Lord to understand.
The surf was swirling blue and whi
The children swirling on the sand.
He knows, He knows how brief my s
Husbands are things that wives hav
And with whom they breakfast with
They interfere with the discipline
And forget anniversaries,
And when they have been particular
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