“What’s the use,�
Said the goose,
“To swim like a frog,
When you go just as far
If you float on a log?�
“Why should I,�
Said the fly,
“Suck an old apple-core,
When there’s sugar and fruit
In the grocery store?�
“It’s but right,�
Said the kite,
“That I follow the wind.
What’s a fellow to do
If he hasn’t a mind?�
“You’ll allow,�
Said the cow,
“That I’m really no thief,
When I turn all the clover
I steal, into beef.�
“Come again,�
Said the hen,
“On some other fine day.
Don’t think ’cause I cackle
I always must lay.�
Leroy F. Jackson
