I See Her As One Great Stampede

Never Mind, Dear, We're All Made The Same, Though Some More Than Others.

Never Trust A Man With Short Legs. His Brains Are Too Near His Bottom.

How Foolish To Think That One Can Ever Slam The Door In The Face Of Age. Much Wiser To Be Polite And Gracious And Ask Him To Lunch In Advance.

Goodnight, My Darlings, I'll See You Tomorrow.

I Want A Horse And Plough, Chickens Too, Just One Cow, With A Wistful Moo.