Consider Anything, Only Don’t Cry!

Why Is It That People With The Most Narrow Of Minds Seem To Have The Widest Of Mouths?

Come, Hearken Then, Ere Voice Of Dread, With Bitter Tiding Laden, Shall Summon To Unwelcome Bed A Melancholy Maiden! We Are But Older Children, Dear, Who Fret To Find Our Bedtime Near.

Still, As Christmas-tide Comes Round, They Remember It Again - Echo Still The Joyful Sound "peace On Earth, Good-will To Men!"

Thy Loving Smile Will Surely Hail The Love-gift Of A Fairy Tale.

For First You Write A Sentence, And Then You Chop It Small; Then Mix The Bits And Sort Them Out Just As They Chance To Fall: The Order Of The Phrases Makes No Difference At All.