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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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