The little pig began to pray But Wolfie blew his house away. He shouted, "Bacon, Pork, and Ham! Oh what a lucky wolf I am!" And though he ate the pig quite fast, He carefully kept the tail till last.

Of course not. You can't have a family hanging over you like a bunch of old dead goats. No offense.

The writer walks out of his workroom in a daze. He wants a drink. He needs it.

All you do is to look / At a page in this book / Because that's where we always will be. / No book ever ends / When it's full of your friends / The Giraffe and the Pelly and me.

careful those who fight with monsters, that they might become monsters themeselves.

Come right up close to me and I will show you something wonderful.

You is getting nosier than a parker.