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Old song'A nice Cup of Tea....1920 I like a nice cup of tea in the morning Just to start the day you see And at half-past eleven Well, my idea of Heaven Is a nice cup of tea I like a nice cup of tea with my dinner And a nice cup of tea with my tea And when it's time for bed There a lot to be said For a nice cup of tea Author Arthur Sullivan/Herbert Sullivan

Observations on Life Who ever has the gold, makes the rules. There's no such thing as a "simple little job around the house." The chance of the bread falling with the buttered side down is directly proportional to the cost of the carpet. Never step in anything soft. Nothing is quite so annoying as to have someone go right on talking when you're interrupting. The smallest interval of time id that between a traffic light turning green, and the car behind blowing its horn. The other line always moves faster. Growing old is mandatory; growing up is optional. All you need to grow healthy, vigorous grass in a crack in your concrete.

Spider, spider on the wall, What are you doing up there at all, don't you know that wall being plastered, get down out of the you silly spider.