Children aren’t happy with nothing
And that’s what parents were creat
A bit of talcum
Is always walcum.
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;
It is common knowledge to every sc
That all sin is divided into two p
One kind of sin is called a sin of
And it is what you are doing when
And the other kind of sin is just
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When comes my second childhood,
Higgledy piggledy, my black hen,
She lays eggs for gentlemen.
Gentlemen come every day
To count what my black hen doth la
If perchance she lays too many,
Song of the Open Road
I think that I shall never see
A billboard as lovely as a tree.
Perhaps unless the billboards fall
I’ll never see a tree at all.
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
Behold the duck.
It does not cluck.
A cluck it lacks.
It is specially fond
Sure, deck your limbs in pants;
Yours are the limbs, my sweeting.
You look divine as you advance—
Have you seen yourself retreating?