There Is No Sin Greater Than Ignorance.

'e's All'ot Sand An' Ginger When Alive, An''e's Generally Shammin' When'e's Dead.

When The Cambrian Measures Were Forming, They Promised Perpetual Peace. They Swore, If We Gave Them Our Weapons, That The Wars Of The Tribes Would Cease. But When We Disarmed They Sold Us, And Delivered Us, Bound, To Our Foe, And The Gods Of The Copybook Headings Said: "stick To The Devil You Know."

There's No Jealousy In The Grave.

A Man's Mind Is Wont To Tell Him More Than Seven Watchmen Sitting In A Tower.

In The Carboniferous Epoch We Were Promised Abundance For All, By Robbing Selected Peter To Pay For Collective Paul; But, Though We Had Plenty Of Money, There Was Nothing Our Money Could Buy, And The Gods Of The Copybook Headings Said: 'if You Don't Work You Die.'