I Once Delivered A Simple Ball, Which

You May Charge Me With Murder--or Want Of Sense-- (we Are All Of Us Weak At Times): But The Slightest Approach To A False Pretence Was Never Among My Crimes!

But Oh, Beamish Nephew, Beware Of The Day, If Your Snark Be A Boojum! For Then You Will Softly And Suddenly Vanish Away, And Never Be Met With Again!

So She Sat On With Closed Eyes, And Half Believed Herself In Wonderland, Though She Knew She Had But To Open Them Again, And All Would Change To Dull Reality.

Little Alice Fell D O W N The Hole, Bumped Her Head And Bruised Her Soul

It Is Always Allowable To Ask For Artichoke Jelly With Your Boiled Venison; However There Are Houses Where This Is Not Supplied.