It's Hard / Keeping Up With The

Ah! Some Love Paris, / And Some Purdue. / But Love Is An Archer With A Low I.q. / A Bold, Bad Bowman, And Innocent Of Pity. / So I'm In Love With / New York City.

Meek-eyed Parents Hasten Down The Ramps To Greet Their Offspring, Terrible From Camps.

To Be A Housewife Is A Difficult, A Wrenching, Sometimes An Ungrateful Job If It Is Looked On Only As A Job. Regarded As A Profession, It Is The Noblest As It Is The Most Ancient Of The Catalogue. Let None Persuade Us Differently Or The World Is Lost Indeed.

Ah, Snug Lie Those That Slumber Beneath Conviction's Roof. Their Floors Are Sturdy Lumber, Their Windows Weatherproof. But I Sleep Cold Forever And Cold Sleep All My Kind, For I Was Born To Shiver In The Draft From An Open Mind.

When Blithe To Argument I Come, Though Armed With Facts, And Merry, May Providence Protect Me From The Fool As Adversary, Whose Mind To Him A Kingdom Is Where Reason Lacks Dominion, Who Calls Conviction Prejudice And Prejudice Opinion.