ARCH DEBUNKER


Does absence make the heart grow fonder?
Or does it make one start to wander?

Familiarity breeds contempt, they say,
But is it not the other way?

Liking with no knowledge of
Could surely not compare with love,

Wise guys learn new tricks each day,
They grow to be old dogs that way,

Now the latest sex-sensation,
The solo tango sweeps the nation,

Variety is the spice of life?
With too much spice, you bet your wife,

It doesn't hurt to laugh and doff
These old bad adages coming off.

by D. Edgar Murray