For The Female Of The Species Is

I Keep Six Honest Serving Men (they Taught Me All I Knew); Theirs Names Are What And Why And When And How And Where And Who.

Let All Who Build Beware The Load, The Shock, The Pressure Material Can Bear. So, When The Buckled Girder Lets Down The Grinding Span, The Blame Of Loss, Or Murder, Is Laid Upon The Man. Not On The Stuff - The Man!

Teach Us Delight In Simple Things, And Mirth That Has No Bitter Springs.

Ship Me Somewhere East Of Suez, Where The Best Is Like The Worst, Where There Aren't No Ten Commandments An' A Man Can Raisea Thirst.

You Must Learn To Forgive A Man When He's In Love. He's Always A Nuisance.