I Dream A World... Where

Humor Is When The Joke's On You But Hits The Other Fellow First -- Before It Boomerangs.

The First Of The Month Falls Every Month, Too, North Or South. And Them White Folks Who Sends Bills Never Forgets To Send Them-the Phone Bill, The Furniture Bill, The Water Bill, The Gas Bill, Insurance, House Rent.

For Poems Are Like Rainbows; They Escape You Quickly.

Pleasured Equally In Seeking As In Finding, Each Detail Minding, Old Walt Went Seeking And Finding.

Let America Be The Dream The Dreamers Dreamed - Let It Be That Great Strong Land Of Love Where Never Kings Connive Nor Tyrants Scheme That Any Man Be Crushed By One Above.