It Would Be A Colorless World If

There Was Once A Hindu Sage, Who Sat Down On The Banks Of The Ganges And Thought For Seventy Years About The Millennium. Just As He Arrived At The Solution And Was Putting It Into Verse, A Mosquito Stung Him And He Forgot It Again At Once.

I Have Had My Ups And Downs But Wotthehell Wotthehell Yesterday Sceptres And Crowns Fried Oysters And Velvet Gowns And Today I Herd With Bums But Wotthehell Wotthehell I Wake The World From Sleep As I Caper And Sing And Leap When I Sing My Wild Free Tune Wotthehell Wotthehell Under The Blear Eyed Moon I Am Pelted With Cast Off Shoon But Wotthehell Wotthehell

A Great Many People Who Spend Their Time Mourning Over The Brevity Of Life Could Make It Seem Longer If They Did A Little More Work.

An Old Stomach Reforms More Whiskey Drinkers Than A New Resolve.

A Sequel Is An Admission That You've Been Reduced To Imitating Yourself.