What Are You Laughing At?

We Ought To Thank God For That. Yes, The Man Who Tills The Land Is More Worthy Of Respect Than Any.

However Stupid A Fools Words May Be, They Are Sometimes Enough To Confound An Intelligent Man.

Perfect Nonsense Goes On In The World. Sometimes There Is No Plausibility At All

What Are You Laughing At? You Are Laughing At Yourself.

Ah, Steeds, Steeds, What Steeds! Has The Whirlwind A Home In Your Manes? Is There A Sensitive Ear, Alert As A Flame, In Your Every Fiber? Hearing The Familiar Song From Above, All In One Accord You Strain Your Bronze Chests And, Hooves Barely Touching The Ground, Turn Into Straight Lines Cleaving The Air, And All Inspired By God It Rushes On!