ALVAH BESSIE

Maybe! Maybe! Maybe if your aunt had a beard, she'd be your uncle.

That's what the cat said to the canary when he swallowed him - 'You'll be all right.'

We need writers who will joyfully impose upon themselves the discipline of understanding and acting upon working-class-theory.

So, my sweetheart back home writes to me and wants to know what this gal in Bombay's got that she hasn't got. So I just write back to her and says, Nothin', honey. Only she's got it here.

When you're dealing with monkeys, you've got to expect some wrenches.

So, my sweetheart back home writes to me and wants to know what this gal in Bombay's got that she hasn't got. So I just write back to her and says, Nothin', honey. Only she's got it here.

Maybe! Maybe! Maybe if your aunt had a beard, she'd be your uncle.

When you're dealing with monkeys, you've got to expect some wrenches.

That's what the cat said to the canary when he swallowed him - 'You'll be all right.'

We need writers who will joyfully impose upon themselves the discipline of understanding and acting upon working-class-theory.