Don't tell your friends about your indigestion.
"How are you" is a greeting, not a question.

Commute with me, my Love, and be merry;
How vain in the City to dwell
When apple-trees blow in Dobbs' Ferry
And lilacs adorn New Rochelle!
White Plains is the Garden of Allah
And Pelham's the Pearl of the Sea;
There's bliss in the name of Valhalla —
Oh, fly to the Suburbs with me!

The tusks that clashed in mighty brawls
Of mastodons, are billiard balls.
The grizzly bear whose potent hug
Was feared by all, is now a rug.
Great Caesar’s bust is on my shelf,
And I don’t feel so well myself.

First dentistry was painless;
Then bicycles were chainless
And carriages were horseless
And many laws, enforceless.
Soon oranges were seedless,
The putting green was weedless,
The college boy hatless,
The proper diet, fatless,
Now motor roads are dustless,
The latest steel is rustless,
Our tennis courts are sodless,
Our new religions, godless.

Amoebas at the start
Were not complex;
They tore themselves apart
And started Sex.