Lord God Of Hosts, Be

Every Woman Knows All About Everything.

No One Thinks Of Winter When The Grass Is Green.

God Help Us For We Knew The Worst Too Young.

I Keep Six Honest Serving Men.

And No One Shall Work For Money, And No One Shall Work For Fame, But Each For The Joy Of The Working, And Each, In His Separate Star, Shall Draw The Thing As He Sees It For The God Of Things As They Are!