Soft, gently he caressed her
Covering her in myrrh
That myrrh on her
Can shake and stir
Soft, gently he caressed her
Covering her in myrrh
That myrrh on her
Can shake and stir
And look like fur on a cur.
That was the dumbest one yet
That was the dumbest one yet
Lets write it down 'fore we forget
Its easy to sneer
When all you can hear
Is the sound of a landing net
When I was just a little boy...
When I was just a little boy
My father would jump for joy
When I was just a little boy
My father would jump for joy
When I'd write a poem
For he didn't know 'em...
When I was just a little boy
My father would jump for joy
When I'd write a poem
For he didn't know 'em
And a poem is cheaper than a toy.
Longfellow''s daddy was thrilled
Longfellow's daddy was thrilled
And all of his dreams were fulfilled
When Hank wrote a rhyme
About a long ago time
Longfellow's daddy was thrilled
And all of his dreams were fulfilled
When Hank wrote a rhyme
About a long ago time.
Now every student gets grilled.
We all had to recite "The Ride" one
We all had to recite "The Ride" one
And a tale of an Indian chief's son
We all had to recite "The Ride" one
And a tale of an Indian chief's son
By the shores of where?
-I've never been there
We all had to recite "The Ride" one
And a tale of an Indian chief's son
That fellow was long winded
But recite and recite- we did
Seems like we were never done!
The boys loved "Casey at the Bat", though
The boys loved "Casey at the Bat", though
We, however, don't recall a lot about it so
The boys loved "Casey at the Bat", though
We, however, don't recall a lot about it so
Joyce Kilmer's Trees
The boys loved "Casey at the Bat", though
We, however, don't recall a lot about it so
Joyce Kilmer's Trees
Brought us to our knees
"Oh, please, don't make us read it again. No!"
The boys thought all poets were sissies...
The boys thought all poets were sissies
But, they'd still quote it just for the missies
The boys thought all poets were sissies
But, they'd still quote it just for the missies
But when it got cold
The boys thought all poets were sissies
But, they'd still quote it just for the missies
But when it got cold
The boys they got bold
and got over their Percy Bysshe Chillies.
A wit was once called a rapier...
A wit was once called a rapier
And logarithms were compiled by Napier
A wit was once called a rapier
And logarithms were compiled by Napier
but a mathematic jibe
seems somehow contrived,
though clever and very less ape-ier.
Which brings us again to Charles Darwin
Which brings us again to Charles Darwin,
Who stood very steady but for a strong wind
