文科学生英语演讲稿
my uncle ordered popovers
from the restaurant's bill of fare.
and when they were served,
he regarded them
with a penetrating stare . . .
then he spoke great words of wisdom
as he sat there on that chair:
"to eat these things,"
said my uncle,
"you must excercise great care.
you may swallow down what's solid . . .
but . . .
you must spit out the air!"
and . . .
as you partake of the world's bill of fare,
that's darned good advice to follow.
do a lot of spitting out the hot air.
and be careful what you swallow.
