What Will Happen To Me,

I Am Almost Thanking God That I Was Never Educated, For It Seems To Me That 999 Of Those Who Are So, Expensively And Laboriously, Have Lost All Before They Arrive At My Age-& Remain Like Swift's Stulbruggs-cut And Dry For Life, Making No Use Of Their Earlier-gained Treasures:-whereas, I Seem To Be On The Threshold Of Knowledge.

When Awful Darkness And Silence Reign Over The Great Gromboolian Plain, Through The Long, Long Wintry Nights.

There Was An Old Man Of Columbia, Who Was Thirsty, And Called Out For Some Beer; But They Brought It Quite Hot, In A Small Copper Pot, Which Disgusted That Man Of Columbia.

There Was An Old Person Of Brussels, Who Lived Upon Brandy And Mussels; When He Rushed Through The Town, He Knocked Most People Down, Which Distressed All The People Of Brussels.

I Am In A Very Unsettled Condition, As The Oyster Said When They Poured Melted Butter All Over His Back.