Everything Stinks Till It’s Finished.

One Fish. Two Fish. Red Fish. Blue Fish. Black Fish. Blue Fish. Old Fish. New Fish. This One Has A Little Star. This One Has A Little Car. Say! What A Lot Of Fish There Are.

Somehow You'll Escape All That Waiting And Staying. You'll Find The Bright Places Where Boom Bands Are Playing.

You’ll Miss The Best Things If You Keep Your Eyes Shut.

My Shoe Is Off. My Foot Is Cold. I Have A Bird I Like To Hold.

[a]s You Partake Of The World's Bill Of Fare, That's Darned Good Advice To Follow. Do A Lot Of Spitting Out The Hot Air. And Be Careful What You Swallow.