Humor is laughing at what you haven't got when you ought to have it.

The rain plays a little sleep song on our roof at night And I love the rain.

Good morning, daddy! Ain't you heard The boogie-woogie rumble Of a dream deferred? Listen closely: You'll hear their feet Beating out and beating out a - You think It's a happy beat? Listen to it closely: Ain't you heard something underneath like a - What did I say? Sure, I'm happy! Take it away! Dream Boogie Hey, pop! Re-bop! Mop! Y-e-a-h!

Peace We passed their graves: The dead men there, Winners or losers, Did not care. In the dark They could not see Who had gained The victory.

The depression brought everybody down a peg or two. And the Negroes had but few pegs to fall.

Life is for the living. Death is for the dead. Let life be like music. And death a note unsaid.

Sometimes a crumb falls From the tables of joy, Sometimes a bone Is flung. To some people Love is given, To others Only heaven.