Joe and Jack and Jennie

Three came along in honeymoon time,

But three were one too many;

And so they chose to tune their chime

To the tossing of a penny.

The toss was tails against a head:

A reason as good as any

For the tails to be faithful in a bed

And the head to mate with many.

But the substance of the story lies

In a moral as deep as any:

That some fine day in their demise

Joe and Jack and Jennie

Will meet and join in a place and time

Where there may not be a penny,

Not a nickel, not a dime,

And never a man too many.

SNOW

Though he searched the south, the east, the west,

The north, too, for a warming breast,

Now in the too deep night he goes

As if he naked were to snows,