Some Geese EVERY child who has the use Of his senses knows a goose. See them underneath the tree Gather round the goose-girl's knee, While she reads them by the hour From the works of Schopenhauer. How patiently the geese attend! But do they really comprehend What Schopenhauer's driving at? Oh, not at all; but what of that? Neither do I; neither does she; And, for that matter, nor does he. |
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