XLIII
Mourn here for one Bruner, called Elwood.
He doesn’t—he never did—smell good
To noses of critics and scholars.
If now he’d an office to sell could
He sell it? O, no—where (in Hell) could
He find a cool four hundred dollars?
Mourn here for one Bruner, called Elwood.
He doesn’t—he never did—smell good
To noses of critics and scholars.
If now he’d an office to sell could
He sell it? O, no—where (in Hell) could
He find a cool four hundred dollars?