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Robert McDowell reads

Textbook Brown and Frown
in RealAudio format.
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Your eyes are brown as a frown.
How brown can frowning be?
The brown you find in a coffee cup,
Or deep in the eye of a bee?
I never stared at a bee for so long
To know that brown was there.
Did you think it was green or blue,
Or limpid, anemic, fair?
I suppose I never thought it out;
The upstairs cupboard is bare.
But even so, we’re missing the point —
Where bees are concerned I just don’t care.
My brown eyes frown, you think.
Is frowning brown as a rule?
I cannot answer everything!
Why don’t you ask in school?
Whenever a question like that is asked
You’re treated like a dunce.
The teacher breaks his chalk on the board
And stares, dejected, at lunch.
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