Tobogganing on Parnassus by Franklin P. Adams
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page 74 of 108 (68%)
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An that my grammar go awry, An that my English be askew, Sooth, I can prove an alibi-- The Bard of Avon did it, too. If often toward the bottled grape My errant fancy fondly turns, Remember, jeering jackanape, I err in company with Burns. If now and then I sigh "Mine own!" Unto another's wedded wife, Remember I am not alone-- Hast ever read Lord Byron's Life? If frequently I fret and fume, And absolutely will not smile, I err in company with Hume, Old Socrates and T. Carlyle. If e'er I fail in etiquette, And foozle on The Proper Stuff Regarding manners, don't forget A. Tennyson's were pretty tough. Eke if I err upon the side Of talking overmuch of Me, I err, it cannot be denied, In most illustrious company. |
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