Who wants my jellyfish?
I’m not sellyfish!
People expect old men to die,
They do not really mourn old men.
Old men are different. People loo
At them with eyes that wonder when
People watch with unshocked eyes;
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.
The ant has made himself illustrio
Through constant industry industri
Would you be calm and placid,
If you were full of formic acid?
There is a knocking in the skull,
An endless silent shout
Of something beating on a wall,
And crying, “Let me out!”
That solitary prisoner
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
And if they want me, let them find
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
The cow is of bovine ilk;
One end is moo, the other is milk.
A girl whose cheeks are covered wi
Has an advantage with me over one