All Bayonets Are Bad.

Bow, Bow, Ye Lower Middle Classes! Bow, Bow, Ye Tradesmen, Bow, Ye Masses!

Life Is A Joke That's Just Begun.

Things Are Seldom What They Seem.

I Often Think It's Comical How Nature Always Does Contrive That Every Boy And Every Gal That's Born Into The World Alive Is Either A Little Liberal Or Else A Little Conservative!

What Though I Cannot Meet My Bills? What Though I Suffer Toothache's Ills? What Though I Swallow Countless Pills?