Life’s A Pudding Full Of Plumbs

Life’s a pudding full of plumbs,

Care’s a canker that benumbs.

Wherefore waste our elocution

On impossible solution?

Life’s a pleasant institution.

Let us take it as it comes!

Set aside the dull enigma.

We shall guess it all too soon;

Failure brings no kind of stigma–

Dance we to another tune!

String the lyre and fill the cup,

Lest on sorrow we should sup.

Hop and skip to Fancy’s fiddle,

Hands across and down the middle–

Life’s perhaps the only riddle

That we shrink from giving up!

~Gilbert & Sullivan


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