Curtsey While You're Thinking What To Say.

I Wonder If The Snow Loves The Trees And Fields, That It Kisses Them So Gently? And Then It Covers Them Up Snug, You Know, With A White Quilt; And Perhaps It Says "go To Sleep, Darlings, Till The Summer Comes Again.

The Cheshire Cat Only Grinned When It Saw Alice. It Looked Good-natured, She Thought: Still It Had Very Long Claws And A Great Many Teeth, So She Felt It Ought To Be Treated With Respect.

It's Always Tea-time.

Every Story Has A Moral You Just Need To Be Clever Enough To Find It - The Dutchess

Rule Forty-two. All Persons More Than A Mile High To Leave The Court.