Cat: A Pygmy Lion Who Loves Mice,

I Heard A Bird Sing In The Dark Of December A Magical Thing And Sweet To Remember. 'we Are Nearer To Spring Than We Were In September,' I Heard A Bird Sing In The Dark Of December.

Many Are Called But Few Get Up.

My Wife Has A Whim Of Iron.

Children, Behold The Chimpanzee: He Sits On The Ancestral Tree From Which We Sprang In Ages Gone.

A Man Is Known By The Silence He Keeps.