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,

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

I find it very hard to be fair-min
About people who go around being a
I just can’t see any fun
In soaring up up up into the sun
When the chances are still a fresh

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;

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

Who is the happy husband? Why, in
'Tis he who’s useless in the time
Who, asked to unclasp a bracelet o
Contrives to be utterly futile, fu
Or when a zipper nips his loved on

The doctor gets you when you’re bo
The preacher, when you marry,
And the lawyer lurks with costly c
If too much on you carry.
Professional men, they have no car

Parsley
Is gharsley.

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

The Lord in His wisdom made the f
And then forgot to tell us why.