I Know I'm Not Clever But I'm

Take Care, Lest An Adventure Is Now Offered You, Which, If Accepted, Will Plunge You In Deepest Woe.

Asleep To Rummage In Their Minds

All The World Is Made Of Faith, And Trust, And Pixie Dust.

The Fairies, As Their Custom, Clapped Their Hands With Delight Over Their Cleverness, And They Were So Madly In Love With The Little House That They Could Not Bear To Think They Had Finished It.

I Don’t Want To Go To School And Learn Solemn Things. I Don’t Want To Be A Man.