My Wife Has A Whim Of Iron.

Modesty: The Gentle Art Of Enhancing Your Charm By Pretending Not To Be Aware Of It.

When I Go Abroad I Always Sail From Boston Because It Is Such A Pleasant Place To Get Away From.

Some Take Their Gold In Minted Mold, And Some In Harps Thereafter, But Give Me Mine In Bubbles Fine And Keep The Change In Laughter.

Children, Behold The Chimpanzee: He Sits On The Ancestral Tree From Which We Sprang In Ages Gone.

I Sometimes Think The Pussy-willows Grey Are Angel Kittens Who Have Lost Their Way, And Every Bulrush On The River Bank A Cat-tail From Some Lovely Cat Astray.