And He Wrote, "when The Moon Rises

But I'd Rather Look Like You Than Be Pretty," She Told Anne Sincerely. Anne Laughed, Sipped Honey From The Tribute, And Cast Away The Sting.

I've Loved You Ever Since That Day You Broke Your Slate Over My Head In School.

Being Frightened Of Things Is Worse Than The Things Themselves.

Never Write A Line You'd Be Ashamed To Read At Your Own Funeral.

Steal Not This Book For Fear Of Shame For On It Is The Owners Name And When You Die The Lord Will Say Where Is The Book You Stole Away And When You Say You Do Not Know The Lord Will Say Go Down Below.