I Play A Musical Instrument A Little,

He Writes So Well He Makes Me Feel Like Putting My Quill Back In My Goose.

Most Of Us Spend The First Six Days Of Each Week Sowing Wild Oats; Then We Go To Church On Sunday And Pray For A Crop Failure.

I'm Going To Boston To See My Doctor. He's A Very Sick Man.

A Telescope Will Magnify A Star A Thousand Times, But A Good Press Agent Can Do Even Better.

The Last Time I Saw Him He Was Walking Down Lover's Lane Holding His Own Hand.