Where can a man buy a cap for
his knee?
Or a key for the lock of his
hair?
And can his eyes be called a
school?
I would think : there are pupils
there!
What jewels are found in the
crown of his head,
And who walks on the bridge
of his nose?
Can he use, in building the
roof of his mouth,
The nails on the end of his
toes?
Can the crook of his elbow be
sent to jail :
If it can, well, then, what
did it do?
And how does he sharpen his
should blades?
I'll be hanged if I know : do
you?
Can he sit in the shade of
the palm of his hand,
And beat time with the drum
in his ear?
Can the calf of his leg eat
the corn on his toe?
There's somethin' pretty
strange around here!
--William
Cole
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