Stuyvesant chats with Kelly and Katz, The professor warms to the broker, And life is good in the brotherhood Of an air-conditioned smoker.
Don’t over-analyze your marriage; it’s like yanking up a fragile indoor plant every 20 minutes to see how its roots are growing.
Miranda in Miranda’s sight is old, gray and dirty; Twenty-nine she was last night; This morning she is thirty.
An occasional lucky guess as to what makes a wife tick is the best a man can hope for, Even then, no sooner has he learned how to cope with the tick than she tocks.
To Tom Carlson or his dog-depending on whose taste it best suits.
Dogs display reluctance and wrath If you try to give them a bath. They bury bones in hideaways And half the time they trot sideaways.
The trouble with a kitten is that it eventually beomes a cat.
Parents were invented to make children happy by giving them something to ignore.
Ten years ago she split the air To seize what she could spy Tonight she bumps against a chair, Betrayed by milky eye. She seems to pant, Time up, time up! My little dog must die, And lie in dust with Hector’s pup; I So, presently, must I.
A dog’s best friend is his illiteracy.
Commitments the voters don’t know about can’t hurt you.
Maybe I couldn’t be dafter, But I keep wondering if this time we settle our differences before a war instead of after.
Time is like the ocean, always there, always different.
I would live all my life in nonchalance and insouciance, were it not for making living, which is rather a nouciance.
Too much Chablis can make you whablis.
Only the gamefish swims upstream, But the sensible fish swims down.
The more you earn, the less you keep, And now I lay me down to sleep. I pray the Lord my soul to take, If the tax-collector hasn’t got it before I wake.
The sky is now indelible ink, The branches reft asunder; But you and I we do not shrink; We love the lovely thunder.
The camel has a single hump, The dromedary, two; Or else the other way around; I’m never sure. Are you?
Don’t Cry Darling, It’s Blood All Right.