I breathed a song into the air

Of all cold words of tongue or pen The worst are these: "I knew him when ——"

The Fawns don't dine When a Wolf's about, And the Porcupine Puts his quill points out.

'Tis Sex that rules the lives Of clowns and kings; It gives us books and wives And other things—Ambition, love and strife And all the ills And ecstacies of life,

Amœbas at the start Were not complex; They tore themselves apart, And started Sex.

They earned a name that lives in song, Those woodsmen stout and plucky Whose hair and rifles both were long— The Hunters of Kentucky.

The tusks which clashed in mighty brawls Of mastodons, are billiard balls.The sword of Charlemagne the Just Is Ferric Oxide, known as rust.The grizzly bear, whose potent hug Was feared by all, is now a rug.Great Caesar's bust is on the …