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Being a father
Is quite a bother,
But I like it, rather.
Versus (1949)
There is one thing that ought to be taught in all the colleges,
Which is that people ought to be taught not to go around always making apologies.
I'm a Stranger Here Myself (1938)
Behold the hippopotamus!
We laugh at how he looks to us,
And yet in moments dank and grim,
I wonder how we look to him.
Perhaps indeed the possession of wealth is constantly distressing,
But I should be quite willing to assume every curse of wealth if I could at the same time assume every blessing.
Many Long Years Ago (1945)
Whales have calves,
Cats have kittens
Bears have Cubs,
Bats have bittens,
Swans have cygnets,
Seals have puppies,
But guppies just have little guppies.
Versus (1949)
Silly girl, silver girl,
Draw the mirror toward you;
Time who makes the years to whirl
Adorned as he adored you.
Many Long Years Ago (1945)
My heart leaps up when I behold
A rainbow in the sky;
Contrariwise, my blood runs cold
When little boys go by.
Many Long Years Ago (1945)
I think that I shall never see
A billboard lovely as a tree.
Indeed, unless the billboards fall,
I'll never see a tree at all.
Many Long Years Ago (1945)
Some primal termite knocked on wood
And tasted it, and found it good!
And that is why your Cousin May
Fell through the parlor floor today.
Good Intentions (1942)
I dont' mind their having a lot of money, and I don't care how they employ it,
But I do think that they damn well ought to admit they enjoy it.
Many Long Years Ago (1945)
Time is timelessness for you;
Calendars for the human;
What's a year, or thirty, to
Loveliness made woman?
Many Long Years Ago (1945)
The sky is now indelible ink,
The branches reft asunder;
But you and I we do not shrink;
We love the lovely thunder.
Many Long Years Ago (1945)
The weather is so very mild
That some would call it warm.
Good gracious, aren't we lucky, child?
Here comes a thunderstorm.
Many Long Years Ago (1945)
Why did the Lord give us agility
If not to evade responsibility?
Hark, hark! the lark
On windswept bark
Freezes against a sky of lead!
Now see him stop,
Take one small hop,
And suddenly keel over dead!
Your hair may be brushed, but your mind's untidy,
You've had about seven hours' sleep since Friday,
No wonder you feel that lost sensation;
You're sunk from a riot of relaxation.
Versus (1949)
I dreamt that my hair was kempt.
Then I dreamt that my true love unkempt it.
It is my duty, gentlemen, to inform you that women are dictators
all, and I recommend to you this moral:
In real life it takes only one to make a quarrel.
Many Long Years Ago (1945)
I hope of lightning our supply
Will never be exhausted;
You know it's lanterns in the sky
For angels who are losted.
Many Long Years Ago (1945)
Fear not the thunder, little one.
It's weather, simply weather;
It's friendly giants full of fun
Clapping their hands together.
Many Long Years Ago (1945)