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How Doth The Little Crocodile Improve His Shining Tail, And Pour The Waters Of The Nile On Every Golden Scale! How Cheerfully He Seems To Grin, How Neatly He Spreads His Claws, And Welcomes Little Fishes In, With Gently Smiling Jaws!

The Further Off From England The Nearer Is To France- Then Turn Not Pale, Beloved Snail, But Come And Join The Dance.

For The Snark Was A Boojum, You See.

The Rule Is, Jam Tomorrow And Jam Yesterday-but Never Jam Today It Must Come Sometime To Jam Today, Alice Objected No It Can't Said The Queen It's Jame Every Other Day. Today Isn't Any Other Day, You Know

And Thus They Give The Time, That Nature Meant For Peaceful Sleep And Meditative Snores, To Ceaseless Din And Mindless Merriment And Waste Of Shoes And Floors.