The turtle lives 'twixt plated decks Which practically conceal its sex I think it clever of the turtle In such a fix to be so fertile.
Remorse is violent dyspepsia of the mind.
My garden will never make me famous, I'm a horticultural ignoramus.
Women would rather be right than reasonable.
A dressing is not a compote A dressing is not a custard It consists of pepper and salt, Vinegar, oil and mustard.
Life is not having been told that the man has just waxed the floor.