- Fri Feb 05, 2016 6:11 pm
#68229
One boy in his time plays many parts, his acts being seven ages.
At first the infant Clownhicker, mewling in the nurse's arms.
Then the whining school boy, creeping like a snail unwillingly to school.
Then the swishy lover Clownteener, sighing like a furnace, with a woeful ballad made to his towel boy's eyebrow.
Then the non-soldier Clowndodger, slippery as an eel in avoiding service.
You get the drift.
At first the infant Clownhicker, mewling in the nurse's arms.
Then the whining school boy, creeping like a snail unwillingly to school.
Then the swishy lover Clownteener, sighing like a furnace, with a woeful ballad made to his towel boy's eyebrow.
Then the non-soldier Clowndodger, slippery as an eel in avoiding service.
You get the drift.
