For is it just to donate Palace to gentleman who cannot afford to pay for lawn-sprinkler?
Is it generous to endow poverty-persons with ottomobiles when they have not got nothing to buy no gasolene with?
Flour, potatoes, beefsteak,
Is enthusiastic Christmas-present for all literary Poets,
But since Camel came
I have felt White Elephant on fingers.
Therefore Washu the Poet
Goes dead.
If you look for his address,
Enquire of Ancestors,