This
is the funniest kind of world
That ever you saw, by far;
For
the things that are are not at all,
And the things that aren’t, are.
You
think you are eating ice cream, perhaps,
And maybe you are, I vow,
But
it may be the ice never saw a lake,
And the cream never saw a cow.
You
go to the museum to view’
The wonders from foreign lands;
And
likely as not they were made at home
By some of your neighbor’s hands.
The
honey you eat never saw its bee,
Your coffee came not from afar;
For
the thing that are are not at all,
And the things that aren’t, are.
Jan.
29, 1900
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