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Show AN IDEAL IDLE IDYLL When the caullflowor's calling, And tho hall or fnmo is hauling: Whon tho Pyrenees aro peering through the goggles all agog; Whon tho rubber stamp is rubbing, And the substitute Is subbing, Then the atmosphere Is Tearing lost tho poly is a wog. Wlidn tho Insincere ore sinning, And tho wlndowslll is winning, And tho clrlblrlblms aro choorlng sort above tho sky: Thon the dictionary's airing. And tho underwear Is woarlng, And tho Hiawatha highly hlolng higher up on high. Take a shot at composition or this gentle disposition (Whon tho scramblod oggs aro ambling raster than tho ransom ran) To write it wrightly mako It sprightly. Nightly, lightly and contritely: For the canopy can do It if tho canny cindlo can. "James, there's a burglar down stairs. I'm going for help." "Walt a minute. I'll go with you." Harper's Magazine. |