Never read anything so desolate, and yet so decently resigned. Receipt:- first find a good double rhyme, - like "savour," "flavour," or "candle," "handle." The first line does not rhyme, and the second can easily be worked in afterwards. Then take a comparison to one of the months, as he has to June, such as "March without mud" or "February without Semis," - or anything that is strange and unnatural.

"March without mud's what my life's like."

Anything for second line, -

"A horse without a stable,

A wick without a candle,

A pump without a handle,

A baby that has lost its cradle -

It's not at all a joke!"

I had quite a rush of inspiration that time. Next verse, - same plan over again.

"Pretty soon I shall do something rash."

Now for another easy double rhyme, - "doctor," - O, I have it, - "proctor."

"For it's such a sudden change,

Like a college without proctors,

Like certif'cates without doctors,

Or anything awfully strange:-

The doctor's stopped my smoke!"

I'm sure that is much more realistic than the original.

TREFOIL.