The wonderful words

Never let a thought shrivel and die

For want of a way to say it

For English is a wonderful game

And all of you can play it.

All that you do is match the words

To the brightest thoughts in your head

So that they come out clear and true

And handsomely groomed and fed -

For many of the loveliest things

Have never yet been said.

Words are the food and dress of thought

They give it its body and swing

And everyone's longing today to hear

Some fresh and beautiful thing ;

But only words can free a thought

From its prison behind your eyes

May be your mind is holding now

A marvellous new surprise!

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