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[Illustration] [Illustration] A SCRAWL I want to sing something  but this is all   I try and I try, but the rhymes are dull As though they were damp, and the echoes fall Limp and unlovable. Words will not say what I yearn to say   They will not walk as I want them to, But they stumble and fall in the path of the way Of my telling my love for you. RPOCKS DOT ORG BY HOLLY MC GUIRE I WANT TO SING SOMETHING BUT THIS IS ALL I TRY AND I TRY BUT THE RHYMES ARE DULL AS THOUGH THEY WERE DAMP AND THE ECHOES FALL LIMP AND UNLOVABLE WORDS WILL NOT SAY WHAT I YEARN TO SAY THEY WILL NOT WALK AS I WANT THEM TO BUT THEY STUMBLE AND FALL IN THE PATH OF THE WAY OF MY TELLING MY LOVE FOR YOU
, Have courted no occasion. Nor do I claim to comprehend What Nature has in view In giving us the very friend To trust we oughtn't to.-- But so it is: The trusty gun Disastrously exploded Is always sure to be the one We didn't think was loaded. Our moaning is another's mirth,-- And what is worse by half, We say the funniest thing on earth And never raise a laugh: Mid friends that love us overwell, And sparkling jests and liquor, Our hearts somehow are liable To melt in tears the quicker. We reach the wrong when most we seek The right; in like effect, We stay the strong and not the weak-- Do most when we neglect.-- Neglected genius--truth be said-- As wild and quick as tinder, The more we seek to help ahead The more we seem to hinder. I've known the least the greatest, too-- And, on the selfsame plan, The biggest fool I ever knew Was quite a little man: We find we ought, and then we won't-- We prove a thing, then doubt it,-- Know _everything_ but when we don't Know _anything_ about it.   A SCRAWL BY JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY READ FOR LIVE
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