It's Not A Pretty Face,

It's Not A Pretty Face, I Grant You. But Underneath Its Flabby Exterior Is An Enormous Lack Of Character.

England Still Will Be Here Without You.

All To Often, However, What She [the Woman] Does Want Is The Man She Hopes She Will Make Out Of The Man She Already Has.

Stay Close To The Young... And A Little Rubs Off.

The Winter Is Forbidden Till December, And Exits March The Second On The Dot. By Order Summer Lingers Through September In Camelot.