Whitburn of advorsity : the bee-uh in hee-uh tastes warse than the watta in The Wee-uh ! Wit born Colliery , not village ; where Lewis Carrol wrote The Walrus and The Carpenter with an eel balanced on the end of his nose.
The grim pillage to Canterbury: “things may come and things may go , but The Art School Dance goes on forever.” ... more