 | The collected works of Ambrose Bierce |  |
[The man who taketh a steam bath]
The man who taketh a steam bathHe loseth all the skin he hath,
And, for he's boiled a brilliant red,
Thinketh to cleanliness he's wed,
Forgetting that his lungs he's soiling
With dirty vapors of the boiling.
Richard Gwow.
| The collected works of Ambrose Bierce | |