How Doth the Little Crocodile
By: Lewis Carroll
How doth the little crocodile
Improve his shining tail,
And pour the waters of the Nile
On every golden scale!
How cheerfully he seems to grin
How neatly spreads his claws,
And welcomes little fishes in,
With gently smiling jaws!
Hopefully semi-regular musings on fill in the blank.
"Be curious, not judgmental."
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Oh my . . . I am never swimming in the Nile - ever. Buy seriously, this reminds me of William Blake.
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