Can a leopard change its spots?
Why, yes, my dear, I do!
For I must stay in fashion.
I’d think that you would, too?

Spots go out of style, my dear.
For fashion changes every year.
And sometimes every season.
For no apparent reason.

Carl Cricket
sang his song
to no one special
all night long.

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It’s said a clam is happy.
(I’ve no idea why.)

It’s always underwater,
and never sees the sky.

It cannot speak with other clams,
nor can it laugh or cry.

It’s said a clam is happy.
(I’ve no idea why.)