The Poets Of Each Generation Seldom Sing

The Egg It Is The Source Of All. Tis Everyone's Ancestral Hall. The Bravest Chief That Ever Fought, The Lowest Thief That E'er Was Caught, The Harlot's Lip, The Maiden's Leg, They Each And All Came From An Egg.

Ants Are Good Citizens; They Place Group Interest First. But They Carry It So Far, They Have Few Or No Political Rights. An Ant Doesn't Have The Vote, Apparently; He Just Has His Duties.

The Egg It Is The Source Of All To Everyone's Ancestral Hall.

When Eras Die, Their Legacies Are Left To Strange Police. Professors In New England Guard The Glory That Was Greece.

The First Thing The World Does To A Genius Is To Make Him Lose All His Youth.