All those Nupboards in the Cupboards they're good fun to have about. But that Nooth gush on my tooth brush.....Him I could do without.
Think and wonder, wonder and think.
Even though we may all become extinct, we can still leave our footprint in the sand.
Sleep is like the unicorn - it is rumored to exist, but I doubt I will see any
Once-ler! You're making such smogulous smoke - my poor swomee swans, why they can't sing a note! No one can sing who has smog in his throat.
It's opener, out there, in the wide, open air.