The Cheshire Cat Only Grinned When It

Child Of The Pure, Unclouded Brow And Dreaming Eyes Of Wonder.

What A Funny Watch!’ She Remarked. ‘it Tells The Day Of The Month, And Doesn’t Tell What O’clock It Is!’ ‘why Should It?’ Muttered The Hatter. ‘does Your Watch Tell You What Year It Is?’ ‘of Course Not,’ Alice Replied Very Readily: ‘but That’s Because It Stays The Same Year For Such A Long Time Together.’ ‘which Is Just The Case With Mine,’ Said The Hatter.

A Tale Begun In Other Days, When Summer Suns Were Glowing - A Simple Chime, That Served To Time The Rhythm Of Your Rowing - Whose Echoes Live In Memory Yet, Though Envious Years Would Say 'forget.

It's Jam Every Other Day: To-day Isn't Any Other Day, You Know.

I Once Delivered A Simple Ball, Which I Was Told, Had It Gone Far Enough, Would Have Been Considered A Wide