His Answer Trickled Through My Head Like

'the Time Has Come,' The Walrus Said, 'to Talk Of Many Things: Of Shoes And Ships - And Sealing Wax - Of Cabbages And Kings.'

And Here Alice Began To Get Rather Sleepy, And Went On Saying To Herself, In A Dreamy Sort Of Way, 'do Cats Eat Bats? Do Cats Eat Bats?' And Sometimes, 'do Bats Eat Cats?' For, You See, As She Couldn't Answer Either Question, It Didn't Much Matter Which Way She Put It.

I Wish I Could Manage To Be Glad! Only I Never Can Remember The Rule. You Must Be Very Happy, Living In This Wood, And Being Glad Whenever You Like!

Why Is It That People With The Most Narrow Of Minds Seem To Have The Widest Of Mouths?

Curiouser And Curiouser.