Let The Punishment Fit The

If You're Anxious To Shine In The High Aesthetic Line As A Man Of Culture Rare, You Must Get Up All The Germs Of The Transcendental Terms, And Plant Them Everywhere.

To Sit In Solemn Silence On A Dull, Dark Dock In A Pestilential Prison With A Life-long Lock Awaiting The Sensation Of A Short, Sharp Shock From A Cheap And Chippy Chopper On A Big, Black Block.

So I Fell In Love With A Rich Attorney's Elderly Ugly Daughter.

Oh, Wouldn't The World Seem Dull And Flat With Nothing Whatever To Grumble At?

Things Are Seldom What They Seem.