My Puns Are Not Trivial. They Are

He Thought That He Was Sick In His Heart If You Could Be Sick In That Place.

I Should Tell You That Honestly, On My Honour Of A Nearwicked, I Always Think In A Wordworth's Of That Primed Favourite Continental Poet, Daunty, Gouty And Shopkeeper, A.g., Whom The Generality Admoyers In This That Is And That This Is To Come.

Old Father, Old Artificer, Stand Me Now And Ever In Good Stead.

Tenors Get Women By The Score.

I Am, A Stride At A Time. A Very Short Space Of Time Through Very Short Time Of Space.