And What Can We Expect If We

A Vile Beastly Rottenheaded Foolbegotten Brazenthroated Pernicous Piggish Screaming, Tearing, Roaring, Perplexing, Splitmecrackle Crashmecriggle Insane Ass Of A Woman Is Practising Howling Below-stairs With A Brute Of A Singingmaster So Horribly, That My Head Is Nearly Off.

There Was A Young Lady Of Poole, Whose Soup Was Excessively Cool; So She Put It To Boil, By The Aid Of Some Oil, That Ingenious Young Lady Of Poole.

They Went To Sea In A Sieve, They Did; In A Sieve They Went To Sea; In Spite Of All Their Friends Could Say.

And What Can We Expect If We Haven't Any Dinner, But To Lose Our Teeth And Eyelashes And Keep On Growing Thinner?

I Was Much Distressed By Next Door People Who Had Twin Babies & Played The Violin: But One Of The Twins Died, & The Other Has Eaten The Fiddle — So All Is Peace.