Quarrelsomeness
by
Dear lady-readers of whatever age,
Look backward and with me enjoy this page.
What happy moments have we often spent
Thus to our frenzied anger giving vent.
Ah, me, the long-lost joys of being young!
To make up faces, and stick out one’s tongue;
How those occasions of Xantippish strife
Gave zip and zest to our dull childish life.