First a little
Then a lottle

Though you know it anyhow
Listen to me, darling, now,
Proving what I need not prove
How I know I love you, love.
Near and far, near and far,

I don’t mind eels
Except as meals.
And the way they feels.

My heart leaps up when I behold
A rainbow in the sky;
Contrariwise, my blood runs cold
When little boys go by.
For little boys as little boys,

As I was going to St. Ives
I met a man with seven lives;
Seven lives,
In seven sacks,
Like seven beeves

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

The wasp and all his numerous fami
I look upon as a major calamity.
He throws open his nest with prodi
But I distrust his waspitality.

Sure, deck your limbs in pants;
Yours are the limbs, my sweeting.
You look divine as you advance—
Have you seen yourself retreating?

How wise I am to have instructed
I am about to volunteer a definiti
Just as I know that there are two
I know that marriage is a legal an
Moreover, just as I am unsure of

Belinda lived in a little white ho
With a little black kitten and a l
And a little yellow dog and a litt
And a realio, trulio, little pet d
Now the name of the little black k