Think And Wonder, Wonder And Think.

Kid, You'll Move Mountains.

My Uncle Ordered Popovers From The Restaurant's Bill Of Fare. And, When They Were Served, He Regarded Them With A Penetrating Stare. Then He Spoke Great Words Of Wisdom As He Sat There On That Chair: "to Eat These Things," Said My Uncle, "you Must Exercise Great Care. You May Swallow Down What's Solid, But You Must Spit Out The Air!" And As You Partake Of The World's Bill Of Fare, That's Darned Good Advice To Follow. Do A Lot Of Spitting Out The Hot Air. And Be Careful What You Swallow.

We've Taught You That The Earth Is Round, That Red And White Make Pink, And Something Else That Matters More - We've Taught You How To Think.

It's Opener, Out There, In The Wide, Open Air.

Don't Grumble! Don't Stew! Some Critters Are Much-much, Oh, Ever So Much-much So Muchly Much-much More Unlucky Than You!