POOR ANGUSOh what do you do, poor Angus,When hunger makes you cry?”I fix myself an omelet, sir,Of fluffy clouds and sky.”Oh what do you wear, poor Angus,When winds blow down the hills?”I sew myself a warm cloak, sir,Of hope and daffodils.”Oh who do you love, poor Angus,When Catherine’s left the moor?”Ah, then, sir, then’s the only timeI feel I’m really poor.

POOR ANGUSOh what do you do, poor Angus,When hunger makes you cry?”I fix myself an omelet, sir,Of fluffy clouds and sky.”Oh what do you wear, poor Angus,When winds blow down the hills?”I sew myself a warm cloak, sir,Of hope and daffodils.”Oh who do you love, poor Angus,When Catherine’s left the moor?”Ah, then, sir, then’s the only timeI feel I’m really poor.

– Shel Silverstein –

Where the Sidewalk Ends

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