Love Rules
My Son, in all the tracts of life
So varied and circuitous,
Acquaintance with the facts of life
Will not be found gratuitous.
Debauch in railway carriages
Can never be commended,
For thus too many marriages
Are prematurely ended.
Likewise, in taxis, air balloons
And low, notorious houses,
Keep it inside your pantaloons
And button up your trousers!
True love and domesticity
Are infinitely better,
Affording true felicity.
Incinerate this letter.
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