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 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

I have a bone to pick with fate,
Come here and tell me girly,
Do you think my mind is maturing l
Or simply rotting early.

I sit in the dusk. I am all alone
Enter a child and an ice-cream con
A parent is easily beguiled
By sight of this coniferous child.
The friendly embers warmer gleam,

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

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 conscience now I’ve left behin

I know lots of men who are in love
And to fall out with their loved o
They are conciliatory at every opp
Because all they want is serenity
Yes, many the swain who has finall

The hunter crouches in his blind
‘Neath camouflage of every kind
And conjures up a quacking noise
To lend allure to his decoys
This grown-up man, with pluck and

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,

When people aren’t asking question
They’re making suggestions
And when they’re not doing one of
They’re either looking over your s
And then as if that weren’t enough