Did-a-chick? Dum-a-chum? Dad-a-cham? Ded-a-chek?

In Small Towns People Scent The Wind With Noses Of Uncommon Keenness.

There Will Be Water If God Wills It.

We Make Up Horrors To Help Us Cope With The Real Ones.

The Mind Can Calculate, But The Spirit Yearns, And The Heart Knows What The Heart Knows

Give Me Just Enough Information So That I Can Lie Convincingly.