Time For A Little Something.

One Of The Advantages Of Being Disorganized Is The Joy Of Discovery.

If You Were A Cloud, And Sailed Up There, You'd Sail On Water As Blue As Air, And You'd See Me Here In The Fields And Say: 'doesn't The Sky Look Green Today?

Some Have Brains, And Some Haven't, And There It Is.

Nowhere Can I Think So Happily As In A Train.

You Can't Help Respecting Anybody Who Can Spell Tuesday, Even If He Doesn't Spell It Right; But Spelling Isn't Everything. There Are Days When Spelling Tuesday Simply Doesn't Count.