Then blessings on thee, my afternoon torpor Thou makest a prince of a mental porpor.
Beneath this slab John Brown is stowed. He watched the ads, And not the road.
O thrice unhappy home Whose master doesn't know the difference between a watt and an ohm!
I claim there ain't Another Saint As great as Valentine.
This is my dream, It is my own dream, I dreamt it. I dreamt that my hair was kempt. Then I dreamt that my true love unkempt it.
The only incurable troubles of the rich are the troubles that money can't cure, Which is a kind of trouble that is even more troublesome if you are poor.