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What Do You Suppose Is The Use Of A Child Without Any Meaning? Even A Joke Should Have Some Meaning-- And A Child's More Imporant Than A Joke, I Hope. You Couldn't Deny That, Even If You Tried With Both Hands.

The Further Off From England The Nearer Is To France- Then Turn Not Pale, Beloved Snail, But Come And Join The Dance.

Twinkle, Twinkle Little Bat How I Wonder What You're At! Up Above The World You Fly, Like A Tea-tray In The Sky.

And As To Being In A Fright, Allow Me To Remark That Ghosts Have Just As Good A Right In Every Way, To Fear The Light, As Men To Fear The Dark.

Is Life Itself A Dream, I Wonder?