Would you our pleasure banish
And live but to regret?
Who Was the Fool?
A fool there was, so the story goes,
Who fell in love with some feminine clothes,
And a bit of a bone and a hank of hair,
That’s known as the woman that did not care;
But a fool must follow his natural bent,
So it wasn’t long ’fore his goods were spent.
When he was stripped to his foolish hide