The Best-laid Plans Of Mice And Men

Wee, Sleekit, Cowrin, Tim'rous Beastie, O, What A Panic's In Thy Breastie!

Then Gently Scan Your Brother Man, Still Gentler Sister Woman; Though They May Gang A Kennin' Wrang, To Step Aside Is Human.

Look Abroad Through Nature's Range, Nature's Mighty Law Is Change.

Oh My Luve's Like A Red, Red Rose, That's Newly Sprung In June; Oh My Luve's Like The Melodie That's Sweetly Played In Tune.

't Is Sweeter For Thee Despairing Than Aught In The World Beside,-jessy!