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Mockingbirds Don’t Do One Thing But Make Music For Us To Enjoy. They Don’t Eat Up People’s Gardens, Don’t Nest In Corncribs, They Don’t Do One Thing But Sing Their Hearts Out For Us. That’s Why It’s A Sin To Kill A Mockingbird.

Where Are Your Pants, Son?

Long Ago, In A Burst Of Friendliness, Aunty And Uncle Jimmy Produced A Son Named Henry.

I Was Not So Sure, But Jem Told Me I Was Being A Girl, That Girls Always Imagined Things, That’s Why Other People Hated Them So, And If I Started Behaving Like One I Could Just Go Off And Find Some To Play With.

They've Done It Before And They'll Do It Again And When They Do It -- Seems That Only The Children Weep. Good Night.