"Will you walk into my parlor?" said the spider to the fly. " 'T is the prettiest little parlor that ever you did spy : The way into my parlor is up a winding stair, And I've got many curious things to show you when you are there."
Monday's child is fair of face, Tuesday's child is full of grace, Wednesday's child is full of woe, Thursday's child has far to go, Friday's child is loving and giving, Saturday's child works hard for a living, But the child who is born on the Sabbath Day Is bonny and blithe and merry and gay.
To my dearest romantic revolutionaries Ms.Georgia O'Keeffe and Mr. Nazim Hikmet, 'Of course you'll live, [moon-haired] lady of my heart: in the twentieth century grief lasts at most a year.'
RAMBO SAYS: Lovely LEOPOLDINE possesses a rare kind of natural beauty; The kind of girl you'd be sneaking glances at while awaiting your morning train.
