I Never Lost A Little

Winkin', Blinkin', And Nod, One Night Sailed Off In A Wooden Shoe; Sailed Off On A River Of Crystal Light Into A Sea Of Dew. "where Are You Going And What Do You Wish?" The Old Moon Asked The Three. "we've Come To Fish For The Herring Fish That Live In This Beautiful Sea. Nets Of Silver And Gold Have We," Said Winkin', Blinkin', And Nod.

Have You An Unexpurgated Copy Of Hannah More's 'letters To A Village Maiden'?

How Gracious Those Dews Of Solace That Over My Senses Fall At The Clink Of The Ice In The Pitcher The Boy Brings Up The Hall.

He Is So Mean, He Won't Let His Little Baby Have More Than One Measle At A Time.

Some Statesmen Go To Congress And Some Go To Jail. It Is The Same Thing, After All.