I Am Fond Of Children - Except

The Rule Is, Jam Tomorrow And Jam Yesterday - But Never Jam Today.

Will You, Won't You, Will You, Won't You, Will You Join The Dance?

If He Smiled Much More, The Ends Of His Mouth Might Meet Behind, And Then I Don't Know What Would Happen To His Head! I'm Afraid It Would Come Off!

What Do You Suppose Is The Use Of A Child Without Any Meaning? Even A Joke Should Have Some Meaning-- And A Child's More Imporant Than A Joke, I Hope. You Couldn't Deny That, Even If You Tried With Both Hands.

Somehow It Seems To Fill My Head With Ideas - Only I Don't Exactly Know What They Are!