You Do Not Know What You Can

In The Order Named, These Are The Hardest To Control - Wine, Women And Song.

These Are The Saddest Of Possible Words, Tinker-to-evers-to-chance. Trio Of Bear Cubs Fleeter Than Birds, Tinker-to-evers-to-chance. Ruthlessly Pricking Our Gonfalon Bubble, Making A Giant Hit Into A Double, Words That Are Weighty With Nothing But Trouble, Tinker-to-evers-to-chance. This Brief Poem, Immortalized The Chicago Cubs' Double-play Combination: Shortstop Joe Tinker, Second Baseman Johnny Evers, And First Baseman Frank Chance.

I Hate The Pollyanna Pest Who Says That All Is For The Best.

Nothing Is More Responsible For The Good Old Days Than A Bad Memory.

As We See Censorship It Is A Stupid Giant Traffic Policeman Answering "yes" To "am I My Brother's Copper?" He Guards A One-way Street And His Semaphore Has Four Signs, All Marked "stop.