Alice in Wonderland, the Purple Cow
Beside me singing on Fifth Avenue—
Ah, this were Modern Literature enow!
Ah, my Beloved, write the Book that clears
To-Day of dreary Debt and sad Arrears;
To-morrow!—Why, To-Morrow I may see
My Nonsense popular as Edward Lear’s.
And we, that now within the Editor’s Room
Make merry while we have our little Boom,
Ourselves must we give way to next month’s Set—