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When Lady Penelope swoons, Her chest pops out like balloons. The butler stands by, a glint in his eye, And pops them back in with warm spoons.
There's more to marriage than four bare legs in a bed.
I talk to him when I'm lonesome like; and I'm sure he understands. When he looks at me so attentively, and gently licks my hands; then he rubs his nose on my tailored clothes, but I never say naught thereat. For the good Lord knows I can …
Of all tyrannies, a tyranny sincerely exercised for the good of its victims may be the most oppressive. It would be better to live under robber barons than under omnipotent moral busybodies. The robber baron's cruelty may sometimes sleep, h…