We All Live With The

Once Again St. Nicholas Day Has Even Come To Our Hideaway; It Won't Be Quite As Fun, I Fear, As The Happy Day We Had Last Year. Then We Were Hopeful, No Reason To Doubt That Optimism Would Win The Bout, And By The Time This Year Came Round, We'd All Be Free, And Safe And Sound. Still, Let's Not Forget It's St. Nicholas Day, Though We've Nothing Left To Give Away. We'll Have To Find Something Else To Do: So Everyone Please Look In Their Shoe!

Anyhow, I've Learned One Thing Now. You Only Really Get To Know People When You've Had A Jolly Good Row With Them. Then And Then Only Can You Judge Their True Characters!

I Live In A Crazy Time.

Ordinary People Simply Don't Know What Books Mean To Us, Shut Up Here. Reading, Learning, And The Radio Are Our Amusements.

It Is Becoming A Bad Dream-- In The Daytime As Well As At Night. I See Him Nearly All The Time And Can't Get At Him, I Mustn't Show Anything, Must Remain Gay While I'm Really In Despair.