So once in every year we throng Upon a day apart, to praise the Lord with feast and song in thankfulness of heart.
Amoebas at the start Were not complex; They tore themselves apart And started Sex.
I hope the Vandals had thorns in their sandals
In life as in football, fall forward when you fall.
Of all cold words of tongue or pen, the worst are these: "I knew him when -
The Cat on your hearthstone to this day presages, By solemnly sneezing, the coming of rain!