Amoebas at the start Were not complex; They tore themselves apart And started Sex.
It takes a bee to get the honey out
He who knows what he is told must know a lot of things that are not so.
So once in every year we throng Upon a day apart, to praise the Lord with feast and song in thankfulness of heart.
God, give me hills to climb, And strength for climbing!
What one approves , another scorns, And thus his nature each discloses: You find the rosebush full of thorns, I find the thornbush full of roses.