Alfred Kreymborg

THE BLUE-EYED youngster

And the fat old man

Play ball in me;

And music—

The one on his penny flute,

The other on his bassoon.

Their toleration is most indulgent,

The one with grins,

The other with a smile.

When they are tired,

They go to bed together,

Though their dreams—

The one dreams of solemn white beards,

The other of twinkling white legs.

The woman,

Who looks in on them at times,

Careful not to disturb them,

Likes this time best.

She rocks their cradle for them.