Here Comes Peter Cottontail Right Down The

I Fear That We Shall Be Obliged To Leave This Pudding

In The Time Of Swords And Periwigs And Full-skirted Coats With Flowered Lappets - When Gentlemen Wore Ruffles, And Gold-laced Waistcoats Of Paduasoy And Taffeta - There Lived A Tailor In Gloucester.

Once Upon A Time There Were Three Kittens, And Their Names Were Mitten, Tom Kitten, And Moppet. They Had Dear Little Fur Coats Of Their Own; And They Tumbled About The Doorstep And Played In The Dust.

I Hold An Old-fashioned Notion That A Happy Marriage Is The Crown Of A Woman’s Life.

Here Comes Peter Cottontail Right Down The Bunny Trail.