Which Way You Ought To Go Depends

When I Used To Read Fairy-tales, I Fancied That Kind Of Thing Never Happened, And Now Here I Am In The Middle Of One!

And My Heart Is Like Nothing So Much As A Bowl Brimming Over With Quivering Curds!

For The Snark Was A Boojum, You See.

And Here Alice Began To Get Rather Sleepy, And Went On Saying To Herself, In A Dreamy Sort Of Way, 'do Cats Eat Bats? Do Cats Eat Bats?' And Sometimes, 'do Bats Eat Cats?' For, You See, As She Couldn't Answer Either Question, It Didn't Much Matter Which Way She Put It.

I Am Fond Of Children - Except Boys.