Just
try to be your good, old self,
No matter what the day;
‘Tis
but a strain on nerve and brain
To be some other way.
Your
good, old self is best of all,
Just plain old “so and so”;
Just
try to be your good, old self
And let the other go.
Suppose
one neighbor steers a yacht,
Another rides a wheel;
Perhaps
another drives a span
Or an automobile,
Don’t
let that jar your equilib’
Rium in any way;
Keep
right along, and be your good
Old self every day.
Suppose
some fad strikes into town
To change your look and shape,
Keep
pegging on your steady gait,
Don’t be a human ape.
Be
natural, original,
Put artifice to flight;
Your
good, old self, whate’er the game,
Will bear you thro’ all right.
June
28, 1904
span – (obsolete) A pair of horses or other animals driven
together; usually, such a pair of horses when similar in color, form, and
action.
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