THE FIRST OF APRIL
'Tis taught by philosophic schools
The human race is mostly fools.
And once a year you see this truth
Ably set forth by jocund youth,
Who broach the tenets of the creed
Plainly that he who runs may read.
But Aged Idiots, 'tis not meet
For you to run along the street,
And with a manner bold and sly
Pin tags on ladies passing by,
Or sit upon the curb and look
For fools to snatch your pocket-book.
PLEBEIAN
Lucinda's tastes are so depraved;
She likes to play and romp
With children poor and ill-behaved,
Who boast no style or pomp.
Their costumes are not quite correct,
They have no pretty tricks;
Lucinda! pray be more select,
In higher circles mix.