My Childhood Here... Was Very Limited. So

I Know That Big People Don't Like Questions From Children. They Can Ask All The Questions They Like, How's School? Are You A Good Boy? Did You Say Your Prayers? But If You Ask Them Did They Say Their Prayers You Might Be Hit On The Head.

Sing Your Song. Dance Your Dance. Tell Your Tale.

Shakespeare Is Like Mashed Potatoes, You Can Never Get Enough Of Him.

I Appealed To My Mother. I Told Her It Wasn't Fair The Way The Whole Family Was Invading My Dreams And She Said, Arrah, For The Love O' God, Drink Your Tea And Go To School And Stop Tormenting Us With Your Dreams.

Your Mind Is A Treasure House That You Should Stock Well And It's The One Part Of You The World Can't Interfere With.