This one is entering her teens,
Ripe for sentimental scenes,
Has picked a gangling unripe male,
Sees herself in a bridal veil,
Presses lips and tosses head,

Peekabo, I Almost See You
Middle-aged life is merry, and I
But there comes a day when your ey
And your friends get jocular, so y
And of all your friends he is the

Go hang yourself, you old M.D.!
You shall not sneer at me.
Pick up your hat and stethoscope,
Go wash your mouth with laundry so
I contemplate a joy exquisite

They tell me that euphoria is the
well, today I feel euphorian,
Today I have the agility of a Gre
Victorian.
Yes, today I may even go forth wi

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

Purity
Is obscurity.

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

Hypochondriacs
Spend the winter at the bottom of
the Adirondriacs.
You go to Paris and live on champ
If you’re dipsomognac.

Some people, and it doesn’t matter

So Thomas Edison
Never drank his medicine;
So Blackstone and Hoyle
Refused cod-liver oil;
So Sir Thomas Malory