But I told him-and brushed off a tear--
"I would if I could, but I can't".
I never have been very bright;
My ideas are withered and sere;
I never know just what is right;
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My prospects grow sad and more drear.
My friends stand around me and sneer,
As I get up to rave and to rant;
I never irradiate cheer;--
I would if I could but I can't.
L'Envoi
Gentlemen, this much is clear,--
My-skill is most wonderfully scant.
And so I shall end this just here.
-I would if I could, but I can't.--