Posterity Shall Know Of Me

It Isn't So Much What's On The Table That Matters, As What's On The Chairs.

As Is Gloriously Sung In The Gilbert And Sullivan Operetta "h.m.s. Pinafore," In The Words Of W. S. Gilbert: "things Are Seldom As They Seem, Skim Milk Masquerades As Cream."

There's A Fascination Frantic In A Ruin That's Romantic.

Poverty Is Obsolete And Hunger Is Abolished

Then A Sentimental Passion Of A Vegetable Fashion Must Excite Your Languid Spleen, An Attachment A La Plato For A Bashful Young Potato, Or A Not-too-french French Bean!