He Wasted His Wishes On Wishing.

Teddy Said It Was A Hat, So I Put It On. Now Dad Is Saying, "where The Heck's The Toilet Plunger Gone?

What Did The Carrot Say To The Wheat? Lettuce Rest, I'm Feeling Beet.

'i Don't Need Very Much Now,' Said The Boy, 'just A Quiet Place To Sit And Rest. I Am Very Tired.' 'well,' Said The Tree, Straightening Herself Up As Much As She Could, "well, An Old Stump Is Good For Sitting And Resting. Come, Boy, Sit Down. Sit Down And Rest.'and The Boy Did. And The Tree Was Happy.

It's Always A Nice Feeling, Having People Think That You Feel Things Much Deeper Than You're Allowed To Say, But This Isn't True. If You Want To Find Out What A Writer Or A Cartoonist Really Feels, Look At His Work. That's Enough.

So What If Nobody Came? I’ll Have All The Ice Cream And Tea, And I’ll Laugh With Myself, And I’ll Dance With Myself, And I’ll Sing, “happy Birthday To Me!