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

Bring down the moon for genteel J… She’s too refined for this gross p… She wears garments and you wear cl… You buy stockings, she purchases h… She say That is correct, and you…

Tell me, O Octopus, I begs Is those things arms, or is they l… I marvel at thee, Octopus; If I were thou, I’d call me Us.

One thing that literature would be… Would be a more restricted employm… metaphor. Authors of all races, be they Gre… Can’t seem just to say that anythi…

I objurgate the centipede, A bug we do not really need. At sleepy-time he beats a path Straight to the bedroom or the bat… You always wallop where he’s not,

Whales have calves, Cats have kittens, Bears have cubs, Bats have bittens, Swans have cygnets,

One would be in less danger From the wiles of a stranger If one’s own kin and kith Were more fun to be with.

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

My friends all know that I am shy… But the chipmunk is twice and shy… He moves with flickering indecisio… Like stripes across the television… He’s like the shadow of a cloud,

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 solitary huntsman No coat of pink doth wear, But midnight black from cap to spu… Upon his midnight mare. He drones a tuneless jingle

Master I may be, But not of my fate. Now come the kisses, too many too… Tell me, O Parcae, For fain would I know,

I find it very difficult to enthus… Over the current news. Just when you think that at least… And that is why I do not like the…