The ant has made himself illustrio
Through constant industry industri
So what?
Would you be calm and placid,
If you were full of formic acid?

O Duty,
Why hast thou not the visage of a
Why displayest thou the countenanc
conscientious organizing spinster
That the minute you see her you ar

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

Some primal termite knocked on woo
And tasted it, and found it good!
And that is why your Cousin May
Fell through the parlor floor toda

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,

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

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

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

A bit of talcum
Is always walcum.

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