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These boisterous boys, with bang and fizz, / They make such noisy noise; / But, then, perhaps the reason is, / They are such boysy boys.
The girls as well, -- from early morn / They shoot and shoot and shoot; / And on a trumpet or a horn / They toot and toot and toot.
But you, whose locks are bleached by Time, / (Or by the Chemist's aid), / Heed my admonitory rhyme, / Nor join the gay parade.