Come Along Inside... We'll See If Tea

Well, Very Long Ago, On The Spot Where The Wild Wood Waves Now, Before Ever It Had Planted Itself And Grown Up To What It Now Is, There Was A City - A City Of People, You Know. Here, Where We Are Standing, They Lived, And Walked, And Talked, And Slept, And Carried On Their Business. Here They Stabled Their Horses And Feasted, From Here They Rode Out To Fight Or Drove Out To Trade. They Were A Powerful People, And Rich, And Great Builders. They Built To Last, For They Thought Their City Would Last For Ever.

Home! That Was What They Meant, Those Caressing Appeals, Those Soft Touches Wafted Through The Air, Those Invisible Little Hands Pulling And Tugging, All One Way.

O What A Flowery Track Lies Spread Before Me, Henceforth! What Dust Clouds Shall Spring Up Behind Me As I Speed On My Reckless Way! What Carts I Shall Fling Carelessly Into The Ditch In The Wake Of My Magnificent Onset!

Don't, For Goodness' Sake, Keep On Saying 'don't'; I Hear So Much Of It, And It's Monotonous, And Makes Me Tired.

Animals When In Company Walk In A Proper And Sensible Manner, In Single File, Instead Of Sprawling All Across The Road And Being Of No Use Or Support To Each Other In Case Of Sudden Trouble Or Danger.