The essence of humour is surprise; that is why you laugh when you see a joke in Punch.

My ball is in a bunch of fern, A jolly place to be; An angry man is close astern- He waves his club at me. Well, let him wave-the sky is blue; Go on, old ball, we are but two-We may be down in three, Or nine-or ten-or twenty-five-It matters not; to be alive, Is good enough for me.

A high-brow is someone who looks at a sausage and thinks of Picasso.

Let's find out what everyone is doing, And then stop everyone from doing it.

Harriet, Hi! Light of my eye! Come to the pictures and have a good cry, For it's jolly old Saturday, Mad-as-a-hatter-day, Nothing-much-matter-day-night!

Well, fancy giving money to the Government! Might as well have put it down the drain.

Greenfly, it's difficult to see Why God, who made the rose, made thee.