And you may have thought it tragic,
Not to mention other adjec-
Tives, to think of all the weeping they will do.
(from We Will All Go Together When We Go)
Turn on the spigot,
Pour the beer and swig it,
And gaudeamus igit-
tur. (Referring to a Yale song sung in latin: Gaudeamus igitur)
(From Bright College Days)
(submitted too soon)
Which is one of my all-time favorite songs. Lorenz Hart was a gawd and the master of these.
For example:
Poor Johnny One-Note
Got in Aida
Indeed a
Great chance to be brave
“Johnny One-Note”, Babes In Arms, Rodgers and Hart
or
Summer journeys to Niagra
and to other places aggra-
vate all our cares.
We’ll save our fares!
“Manhattan”, Garrick Gaities of 192(5?), Rodgers and Hart
or
Hear me holler, I choose a
Sweet lollapaloosa
In thee
"Thou Swell, Connecticut Yankee, Rodgers and Hart
Smut!
Give me smut and nothing but!
A dirty novel I can’t shut,
If it’s uncut,
and unsubt-
le.
I’ve never quibbled
If it was ribald,
I would devour where others merely nibbled.
As the judge remarked the day that he
acquitted my Aunt Hortense,
“To be smut
It must be ut-
Terly without redeeming social importance.”
Por-
Nographic pictures I adore.
Indecent magazines galore,
I like them more
If they’re hard core.