If you'll promise not to cry, Baby, I will kiss you by-and-by—Maybe! Though you're six feet three, You will always be Nothing but a Baby, dear, to me.

Oh, lady be good To me.

What usually comes first is the contract.

Deep, unspeakable suffering may well be called a baptism, a regeneration, the initiation into a new state.

I'm a little lamb who's lost in the wood.

If I'm a guy who doesn't seem so merry, It's just because I'm so misunderstood. When I was young I ate a dictionary, And that did not do me a bit of good. For I've absorbed so many words and phrases— They drive me dizzy when I want to speak. I start explaining but each person gazes As if I spoke in Latin or in Greek.

I'd like to add her initial to my monogram.