This is not good. This is not right. My feet stick out of bed all night. And when I pull them in, oh dear! My head sticks out of bed out here!

Think! You can think any think that you wish.

Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot, nothing is going to get better. It's not.

The three words that best describe you are as follows, and I quote: stink. Stank. Stunk.

If you'd never been born, then you might be an Isn't! An Isn't has no fun at all. No, he disn't.

Think left and think right and think low and think high. Oh, the thinks you can think up if only you try!

Here are some who like to run. They run for fun in the hot, hot sun.