If the man who turnips cries,
Cry not when his father dies,
'Tis a proof that he had rather
Have a turnip than his father.
Samuel Johnson.

THE KILKENNY CATS

There wanst was two cats of Kilkenny,
Each thought there was one cat too many,
So they quarrell'd and fit,
They scratch'd and they bit,
Till, barrin' their nails,
And the tips of their tails,
Instead of two cats, there warnt any.
Unknown.

POOR DEAR GRANDPAPA

What is the matter with Grandpapa?
What can the matter be?
He's broken his leg in trying to spell
Tommy without a T.
D'Arcy W. Thompson.

MORE WALKS

Whene'er I take my walks abroad,
How many rich I see;
There's A. and B. and C. and D.
All better off than me!
Richard Harris Barham.