we are feeling rather literary to-day...

I certainly hope that no one forgot their celebrations for National Poetry Month! We are feeling terribly Lazy, as well as Literary, so we are confining our celebratory antics to a few tasteful snippets of verse, which are both Useful and Edifying.

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"Upon Jack and Jill: Epigram" by Robert Herrick
When Jill complains to Jack for want of meat,
Jack kisses Jill, and bids her freely eat.
Jill says, Of what? Says Jack, On that sweet kiss,
Which full of nectar and ambrosia is,
The food of poets. So I thought, says Jill;
That makes them look so lank, so ghost-like still.
Let poets feed on air or what they will;
Let me feed full till that I fart, says Jill



Two verses by "Anonymous", the most prolific of poets
There was a young lady of Maine
Who declared she'd a man on her brain.
But you knew from the view
Of the way her waist grew,
It was not on her brain that he'd lain.

There was a young man from Montmartre
Who was famed far and wide for his fart.
When they said, "What a noise!"
He replied with great poise,
"When I fart, sir, I fart from the heart."