And That After This Is Accomplished, And

However The World Pretends To Divide Itself, There Are Only Two Divisions In The World Today - Human Beings And Germans.

The Beasts Are Very Wise, Their Mouths Are Clean Of Lies, They Talk One To The Other, Bullock To Bullock Brothers Resting After Their Labors, Each In Stall With His Neighbors, But Man With Goad And Whip, Breaks Up Their Fellowship, Shouts In Their Silky Ears Filling Their Soul With Fears. When He Has Plowed The Land, He Says: "they Understand." But The Beasts In Stall Together, Freed From The Yoke And Tether, Say As The Torn Flank Smoke: "nay, 'twas The Whip That Spoke."

The Glory Of The Garden Lies In More Than Meets The Eye.

Come You Back, You British Soldier; Come You Back To Mandalay!

Fill The Unforgiving Minute With Sixty Seconds Worth Of Distance Run.