Or would you even higher fly,
And found a "Cult"? You've but to try.
That blend fools follow in full cry,
Meaninglessness _plus_ Mystery!
A witch astride upon a broom,
A bogie in a darkened room,
Nonsense and nubibustic gloom,--
Mix them like witch-broth; they will "boom"!
_Chorus_--Tra-la! We "boom" to-day!
[_Till you are tired of it._