Bookseller, Bookseller, why do you weep? Because I must sell my books far too cheap. Bookseller, Bookseller, why do you grin? Because an old lady is just coming in. Bookseller, Bookseller, why all this joy? Because she requires a nice book for a boy. Bookseller, Bookseller, why do you cough? Ahem! Well, the discount forgot to come off. Bookseller, Bookseller, why are you gay? Beause it’s my best of business to-day. Bookseller, Bookseller, why are you mad? Because the half-sovereign I changed her is bad. (via BibliOdyssey)
