We chop down trees but chop up wood.
We draw down wrath, we draw up wills.
We run down foes, we run up bills.
We eat up food, we down a drink,
Which is a little strange, I think.
We turn down offers, turn up noses.
Just one last thought and then this closes:
We should remember, we poor clowns,
That life is full of ups and downs.