Plato Again

Swot

Somewhere Crosby is crooning
A tram rattles by,
A neighbour snores gurgily—And I concentrate on Plato
For Plato knew it all.
A tune running in my head—
Silly text—You're my baby—
My nose tickling purposefully—
And I concentrate on [unclear: Pata]
For Plato knew At all.

My mind wandering to a tall tree
With a bellbird singing Beethoven,
A dog barking because it's night—
And I concentrate on Plato
For Plato knew it all.

I lean back and relax,
Light another smoke,
And now my thoughts arc far ahead—
And I forget Plato
For Plato understood
And I want to dream.

A collection for the United Nations Children's Appeal, taken up by the Bwownies and the Flaming Ballet, on the last night of Extrav. amounted to nearly £50.