Who In The World Am I? Ah,

She Tried To Fancy What The Flame Of A Candle Is Like After The Candle Is Blown Out, For She Could Not Remember Ever Having Seen Such A Thing.

It Often Runs In Families," She Remarked: "just As A Love For Pastry Does.

But Oh, Beamish Nephew, Beware Of The Day, If Your Snark Be A Boojum! For Then You Will Softly And Suddenly Vanish Away, And Never Be Met With Again!

I Dare Say You Never Even Spoke To Time!" "perhaps Not," Alice Cautiously Replied; "but I Know I Have To Beat Time When I Listen To Music." "ah! That Accounts For It," Said The Hatter. "he Won't Stand A Beating. Now, If Only You Kept On Good Terms With Him, He'd Do Almost Anything You Like With The Clock.

"she Can't Do Subtraction." Said The White Queen. "can You Do Division? Divide A Loaf By A Knife-what's The Answer To That?" "i Suppose-" Alice Was Beginning, But The Red Queen Answered For Her. "bread-and-butter, Of Course."