Boy, Why Are You Crying?

She Was A Lovely Lady, With A Romantic Mind And Such A Sweet Mocking Mouth. Her Romantic Mind Was Like The Tiny Boxes, One Within The Other, That Come From The Puzzling East, However Many You Discover There Is Always One More; And Her Sweet Mocking Mouth Had One Kiss On It That Wendy Could Never Get, Though There It Was, Perfectly Conspicuous In The Right-hand Corner.

Odd Things Happen To All Of Us On Our Way Through Life Without Our Noticing For A Time That They Have Happened.

Shall We Make A New Rule Of Life From Tonight: Always To Try To Be A Little Kinder Than Is Necessary?

You Need Not Be Sorry For Her. She Was One Of The Kind That Likes To Grow Up. In The End She Grew Up Of Her Own Free Will A Day Quicker Than The Other Girls.

I Don't Want To Go To School And Learn Solemn Things.