Now, If We Only Had

Life Is Like A Beautiful Melody, Only The Lyrics Are Messed Up.

Happy Domestic Life Is Like A Beautiful Summer's Evening; The Heart Is Filled With Peace; And Everything Around Derives A Peculiar Glory.

Enjoy Life. There's Plenty Of Time To Be Dead.

How Little Do The Wisest Among Us Know Of That Which Is So Important To Us All.

Each Soldier Was The Living Image Of The Others, But There Was One Who Was A Bit Different. He Had Only One Leg, For He Was The Last To Be Cast And The Tin Had Run Out. Still, There He Stood, Just As Steadfast On His One Leg As The Others On Their Two; And He Is The Tin Soldier We Are Going To Hear About.