Of the small gifts of heaven, / It seems to me a more than equal share / At birth was given / To girls with curly hair.

Tomorrow will come and today will pass, / But the hearts of the young are brittle as glass.

Ladies with curly hair / Have time to spare.

There are books that one needs maturity to enjoy just as there are books an adult can come on too late to savor.

Wherever conversation's flowing, / Why must I feel it falls on me / To keep things going?

Of the small gifts of heaven, / It seems to me a more than equal share / At birth was given / To girls with curly hair.

Ah! some love Paris, / And some Purdue. / But love is an archer with a low I.Q. / A bold, bad bowman, and innocent of pity. / So I'm in love with / New York City.