
Animal Crackers
Animal Crackers
Good golly gosh,
In a colourful hoary haze
I lift my sterling head
But how could this have happened to anyone but me?
Somehow it seems to be nineteen thirty-three
I can hear her singing
as a delightful piano plays along,
and a big fat woman tramples down the spiraling embankment
of a long line of truculent stairs
But there are animal crackers in my soup
A blue rhinoceros, a tired elephant
and a dull Read the rest of this entry »