A Thin Grey Fog Hung

Follow The Dream, And Always The Dream, And Only The Dream.

For It's "guns This" And "guns That," And "chuck 'em Out, The Brutes," But They're The "savior Of Our Loved Ones" When The Thugs Begin To Loot.

A Tale From Which Pieces Have Been Raked Out Is Like A Fire That Has Been Poked. One Does Not Know The Operation Has Been Performed, But Everyone Feels The Effect.

Oh East Is East And West Is West And Never The Twain Shall Meet.

Many Religious People Are Deeply Suspicious. They Seem, For Purely Religious Purposes, Of Course, To Know More About Iniquity Than The Unregenerate.