On Being Accused of Apathy

There was once a young lady of Vique
Who said to him "You make me sique,
And despite your attire,
You don't really at all arouse me*,
And I can't stand the rest of your clique."
*You don't set me on fire.

"Omow."

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"Heaven forbid the day when, In reply to the query: "Mummy, where did I come from?" we have to say—not "A stork brought you here"—but, "you came by the postman, in a test-tube."