I once shot an elephant in my pyjamas. How he got into my pyjamas I'll never know
-- Groucho Marx
Wit, thou art my greatest aim
Always just beyond my grasp
How to find thee, to corral thee
And to learn the jester's game.
Wouldst that I could learn to be
So clever with a nice turned phrase
Then I should count myself among
Those few who dare to spar with thee.
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