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While walking down a crowded
City street the other day,
I heard a little urchin
To a comrade turn and say,
"Say, Chimmey, lemme tell youse,
I'd be happy as a clam
If only I was de feller dat
Me mudder t'inks I am.
"She t'inks I am a wonder, My friends, be yours a life of toil
An' she knows her little lad Or undiluted joy,
Could never mix wit' nuttin' You can learn a wholesome lesson
Dat was ugly, mean or bad. From that small, untutored boy.
Oh, lot o' times I sit and t'ink Don't aim to be an earthly saint
How nice, 'twould be, gee whiz! With eyes fixed on a star:
If a feller was de feller Just try to be the fellow that
Dat his mudder t'inks he is." Your mother thinks you are.
-- Will S. Adkin, "If I Only Was the Fellow"
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Freebsd Fortunes 7: 563 of 1340 |
While we are sleeping, two-thirds of the world is plotting to do us in.
-- Dean Rusk
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Freebsd Fortunes 7: 564 of 1340 |
While you don't greatly need the outside world, it's
still very reassuring to know that it's still there.
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Freebsd Fortunes 7: 565 of 1340 |
While you recently had your problems on the run,
they've regrouped and are making another attack.
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Freebsd Fortunes 7: 566 of 1340 |
While your friend holds you affectionately by both
your hands you are safe, for you can watch both of his.
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Freebsd Fortunes 7: 567 of 1340 |
Whip it, whip it good!
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Freebsd Fortunes 7: 568 of 1340 |
Whistler's Law:
You never know who is right, but you always know who is in charge.
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Freebsd Fortunes 7: 569 of 1340 |
Whistler's mother is off her rocker.
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Freebsd Fortunes 7: 570 of 1340 |
White dwarf seeks red giant for binary relationship.
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White House carpenters have reworked the master bedroom, remodeling it
so that Ronnie can sleep with his head in the hall. That way, by the
time he wakes up, somebody will have already shined his hair.
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