  I In summer when the days are hot The subway is delayed a lot; In winter, quite the selfsame thing; In autumn also, and in spring. And does it not seem strange to you That transportation is askew In this—I pray, restrain your mirth!— In this, the Greatest Town on Earth? II All night long and every night The neighbours dance for my delight; I hear the people dance and sing Like practically anything. Women and men and girls and boys, All making curious kinds of noise And dancing in so weird a way, I never saw the like by day. So loud a show was never heard As that which yesternight occurred: They danced and sang, as I have said, As I lay wakeful on my bed. They shout and cry and yell and laugh And play upon the phonograph; And endlessly I count the sheep, Endeavouring to fall asleep. III It is very nice to think This town is full of meat and drink; That is, I'd think it very nice If my papa but had the price. IV This town is so full of a number of folks, I'm sure there will always be matter for jokes. |
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