Page 9 - Aerostat

All of the billion atoms
Of which I’m built are busy
Spinning around each other:
No wonder I am dizzy.

If who lives there could
Give rise to “molehill,”
Then a mountain should
Be called a “trollhill.”

You do not need
To fool yourself about
What you do need
To fool yourself about.

Dull Boy Blues

Were Jack at play
Throughout the day,
Would he come back
Sharp as a tack?

Pressed and in a pinch,
A penny pincher
Pinched pennies from a penny presser—
And was pinched by the coppers.

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